Rum Flu hits the Mary E

June 19, 9:00 AM 648 hours. Cap’n Gina didn’t report to the bridge this morn. She lounged about on the back deck all day sunning herself. It was truly one of the best days we’ve had on this trip so far. Absolutely flat seas, not a storm cloud in sight and nothing but dolphins and flying fish all around. I truly thought she was just enjoying the view from the stern. She really hadn’t spent anytime there during this trip. The boat purred along and she continued to sun. Somewhere around lunch time Bob and I decided we wanted cheeseburgers for lunch. I asked Gina if she’d like one and I got a nod, affirmative. I made the cheeseburgers and brought hers out to her, she nodded her appreciation and continued to stair astern nibbling her burger. We continued racking the miles toward our destination. Arriving at port St. Lucie we’re greeted by a myriad of buoys and had to trust our instincts to lead us to the Marriot where Gary S. is awaiting our arrival. We tensed nervously as we inched over a shallow spot in the Intercoastal Waterway.. 7 feet, 6 feet, 5 feet all engines stop ! We drifted a bit and the depth gradually increased. Whew. We proceeded ever so slowly toward the marina. As we turned toward the marina we saw Gary waiting patiently for us on the dock. He pointed to our slip and we kicked up a bit of mud as we headed there. A few minutes later we were safely tied down at our dock. It wasn’t till after we were tied down that I learned Gina was suffering from a bad case of Rum Flu from the pizza party the night before.

Gary S knew of a good restaurant, the New England Fish House. Dinner was very reminiscent of a great New England fish feast. Probably the last Gina and Bob will taste for a while. Sixty more miles to go before we leave the mainland.

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