A Grand Squall

 We remained at Sunset Bay here in Stuart, Fl. David had a chance to do some engine room maintenance. While cleaning one of the water strainers, he was shocked to see something pink and moving.  It was a jellyfish, actually 5-6 little jellyfish the size of quarters and one really big jellyfish the size of a pie pan. We gently put them back in the ocean, they inflated and began fluttering away.  I hooked up the water hose to rinse the salt off the boat after yesterday’s salty ride.  The water pressure was so high the hose looked like a cartoon fire hose the way it started flailing and flying around, I got drenched.  It didn’t take long to clean the salt off the boat. Later in the afternoon,  we had the luxury of a midday nap. It was short lived however.  A pretty fierce squall started rolling through the marina.  The gusting winds (67 knots, a neighbor said he saw it hit 70 knots) woke us up.  David went outside to throw a couple more lines on the bow, I had to use the bow thruster to pull the boat in close enough to the dock to enable David to tighten up our existing bow line and add another one for just in case. The sky was falling, dumping buckets of water on him, outdoor cushions went hurling past.  When we felt secure, we sat back and watched the fireworks. There were several sailboats that had their sails unfurl and they would make a cracking sound from being whipped by the wind.  The lightning lit up the sky, the thunder was loud and scary.  We had left a plastic shoe box on the  covered back deck, on top of a cabinet.  It accumulated over 1/2” of water just from the rain being blown around.  After the squall passed, the rain continued, we fixed dinner, a good steak and some horrible zucchini fritters that even Ellie turned her nose up at.  We started route planning for tomorrow’s leg.  Sorry, not many pics tonight, we were scrambling.  Some days are more fun than others, but, a day in Boatland is always an adventure. ❤️❤️

 Baby jellyfish.

Jellyfish.