In the morning we set sail to a mooring field in Spanish Well and were well protected from the weather.
There was a ship in the channel that was blocking the channel. We she departed, she went to the bay and turned around and we had to go close to the shore to avoid her. Meanwhile, the ferry cut in front of us in an un-seamanship manner.
We got a mooring ball.
Monday was rainy. I showered in the rain. It was good.
We spliced the 8-plait line to the anchor chain that was cut at Highbourne.
On Tuesday we walked through town and got some groceries when Chris arrived. We were starting to head back to the center of Spanish Well when a golf cart offered us a lift,
Met with Chris, bought his luggage to the boat and went out for supper at Wreckers.
The next day I discovered that I left my credit card at the restaurant. We picked up the credit card and did more groceries and wine.
Later Marc-Andre introduced us to his neighbour Fulub who was on another mooring ball !
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