It was another spectacular summer day as we released the dock lines and once again escaped life ashore, the trusty diesel humming beneath our feet. The weather forecast promised sunshine and moderate winds. My wife and I were away uncharacteristically late, something that seldom occurred on our boat. Friends were in a beautiful anchorage ten miles away, cocktails and dinner awaiting our arrival. We wanted to be there! Light wind rippled the clear blue water as we passed the breakwater, a plethora of boats skittering about like water bugs on a lake. A busy afternoon at the marina with a promise of another relaxing weekend on the water.
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