We both slept late this morning. Guess we were worn out from yesterday. We decided to loaf around here today, instead of going on. We're only a day and a half from St. Augustine, and we're no longer in danger of snow and ice, so we can relax.
By morning the rain had stopped, but the icy wind kept blowing out of the north, and the sky remained overcast. Roy fired up the diesel heater, and we hung his wet clothes up to dry. When we get to St. Augustine, we'll have to take them to a laundromat and wash the salt out of them, but in the meantime, they'll at least be dry.
We took turns paddling over to some grounded boats. One of us had to stay on the Jofian to check the heater. Roy went first. There's a big old ketch not far from here that blew up on an island. Roy thinks it's been there about five years, but it's still in fairly good condition. It hasn't broken up, but I guess it would cost more than it's worth to pull it off of there and repair it. The other boat is around on the far side of the island. It's a small catamaran, and it's attached to an anchor. Its sail is in tatters, and it looks as if it might have had a fire in its galley. Maybe the owner plans on reclaiming it some day. It looked as if it could be repaired.
While we were paddling, we made the disconcerting discovery that the waves yesterday had washed the loose end of the headsail furling line overboard and it had wrapped itself around the propeller shaft! It's a wonder we were able to get here at all. Fortunately, it's a fairly light line. We weren't able to pull it off, so Roy might have to dive on it tomorrow, but first he's going to try turning the shaft in reverse while I pull the line to see if we can get it off that way.
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