Sandy - the woman who took our reservation at Key Largo Kampground - asked me to prove that the sailboat is 25.0 ft and no longer. I did. She didn't think to ask about the draft (37"). The channel - at high tide - is 30" deep! So, we head home in the morning.
"All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go...." Today is the day that my wife and I start out on our next series of adventures. Happy, but somewhat sad, too. My fried Roger Sherman died and our first stop will be in Leesburg for his funeral tomorrow.
As always, Donna's blog is better than mine.
