Saturday March 16th

We are leaving Leverick for Cane Garden Bay. We have reached Cane Garden Bay. We had a nice sail, saw a whale as well. Watched him or her play for a while then we both moved on. I apologize for the image quality but I am nearly 60 and a moving sailboat and a whale that pops up here and there... Rick has only seen one in all his time in the Islands and that was down in Venezuela in 1840 or sometime ago...
We had a great sail downwind but ran out of time and had to fire up the iron smoker to finish the trip in before dark.
We had dinner, Louise made her grandmother's recipe for jailhouse ghoulash (?sp). We only had hamburger not one can of Spam, Spass, Slips or whatever variant of canned meat-like food you might have aboard. Everyone ate it all except Mary Lynn who chased her peas around and they go in the omelet.
For pictures we also had to re-take some of the pictures of Captain Rick wearing his Birthday gifts....

The birthday festivities were held on Anguilla where we lucked out and were able to find him a balloon. They were inseparable, Rick and his balloon go everywhere together. It is sad now some 9 days hence to see he and it, the helium depleted and it dragging along on its ribbon...

He received many gifts all of which seem to him to complement the mid-drift bulging cut off shirt he is so fond of. He also got some new shorty socks he is found of wearing or stuffing in his gitch (either front or back depending on required effect).
He also is sporting a tattoo sleve thing cut from some gay panty hose.
He has a new man bag to carry his socks when they are not required for his feet or his gitch.