Day Three


 Debbie was up before the alarm- VACATION ALARM- and we were jogging by 6:15. There were amazing sheepshead and snook off the dock. By 7:30 we were on the way to West Palm. The first several hours were harmless enough… until the asshole boaters awoke and it was every man for her self.

We arrived around 2:00 and Ubered to Civil Society brewing. We returned with a case of beer and proceeded to torture a microwave lasagna to death.


Crunchy!

Tomorrow we plan head to Ft. Liquordale. Lots of bridges and slow zones.  

I know many of you are simply awaiting the moment Debbie heads to the ER. So far, so good! But the night is young!




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