There was really no winds. We set up the spinnaker at the dock to show the concepts.
We motored out, south of the gut. Whatever winds were shifty, or the current was counteracting what little winds there was.
We crossed way south of the gut. First time ever. Water dept went down to 79 feet.
Maud helmed a lot.
Had a beer at the dock. Then Mikey invited me to try his spice rum, but he had no ginger beer, which I had on Bellum. Polished off the remaining Jameson.
I slept aboard and biked to work the next morning.
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