Happy Hurricane Season

We celebrated the start of hurricane season in the same way we celebrate everything.........with chardonnay and pizza. Last night, the sky got a bit spooky, the leaves on the trees were blowing and rattling in an unnerving way. I asked our server (our new friend Kamile) what was going on and she just said "hurricane season". Yikes. 

So it really surprised us that some old friends from the Caribbean 1500 (the regatta we participated in.......Hampton to Tortola) e-mailed to say that they got their boat trashed in.........Hampton, VA.They sailed from Canada to Grenada and most of the way back only to have problems in the Chesapeake, of all places.  It seems that a tornado swept through the marina and damaged their boat quite a bit. Dancing Lizard (their boat) is going to be limping for a while.

None of our homies are in this particular bay, but we were able to witness a major brawl on board the Italian boat next door. We think that one of the crew dropped their main outboard for the dingy into the water by accident. The captain of the boat (we'll call him Tony to be culturally correct) went completely ballistic. He literally chased Rocco (sounds like someone who'd drop an outboard, right ?) off the boat. Rocco was seen tossing his things into a dinghy and rowing away as with one oar as Tony continued to scream at him. He never came back.

In other news, we're going to South Beach !!! Kirstin and I secured a slip in the most awesome marina we've ever seen (online, that is) in Miami Beach. So when we return to the states this December, we'll be kicking it in South Beach. Close to the airport, close to restaurants............where are my Don Johnson suits ? I'm already practicing my fake Cuban accent and Kirstin is practicing strolling in 4 inch heels. 

More to come.