Sunday, April 23, 1995 - Boqueron, Puerto Rico

Roy did some more work on the alternators. I helped as usual by staying our of his hair. Paddled all the way out to the point on the south side of the bay, about three miles each way. Stopped a couple of times to walk around and go for a little swim. It was a perfect day -- clear blue sky, fleecy white clouds, warm sun, refreshing breeze. Returned to the boat around three o'clock. We ate lunch, took a brief siesta, and then went for a pleasant stroll along the beach.