Today, the wind. The wind howled all last night and much of the morning. It made for a rough morning swim in the relative cover of Beef Island, but we did it.
We headed to shore for Michael Bean’s Happy Arrrr (hour) and had a hard won good time. I tried to defend guide Fitzy’s two year title for the conch shell blowing contest. Guide fail. In spite of my defeat, we managed to have a salty good time, and returned to the boat for dinner and an impromptu dance party. After a day of swimming hard, dancing on the bow is not nearly as easy as you might think.
It sounds like the worst of the wind is over, and we’re hopeful for a morning swim at the Baths. No matter what, these folks came to swim, and swim they will.