Weather: The day dawned bright and sunny with light wind. The temp range was 72 to 84 degrees.
Comment: We were up like a shot at 0530… alright, maybe it wasn’t a shot. Today’s plan: dinghy ashore, grab a quick cup of joe at the Stuffed Pig, board the Key West bus and ride to the nautical flea Market on Big Pine Key.
The bus stopped right across the street from the flea market, and as luck would have it, some vendors were already set up )we arrived at 0748 but the flea market was supposed to start at 0800. Our original plan was to find a breakfast place and then hit the flea market but, the flea market was in sight, a restaurant was not.
We breezed through the market which was much smaller than we were led to believe. It certainly wasn’t worth the effort to get there.
We walked about a mile to the Big Pine Dinner where we ate our breakfast (note: this is our first breakfast out since arriving in Marathon). Following an average meal, we walked to the regular Big Pine Flea market. There wasn’t any nautical gear, but we did make some purchases. Among them, we got five embroidered “T” shirts for the grandkids.
I also purchased a collapsible fishing rod for use in the harbor.
Just before 1100, we boarded the bus to go back to Marathon. Anna Marie and I got off the bus at West Marine, walked about a half mile to the rust bucket bike store and purchased two junkers.
Marje and Ed went to the marina, rode the Smorgasboat back to “SUNSHINE” and spent the rest of the day chilling and catching up on missed sleep.
Anna Marie and I rode the junkers to the Crane Point Hammock for the Bahamian Festival. We me Pat and Ray (Reflection) there. We had a portion of jerk chicken, conch fritters and Bahamian mac and cheese. We discussed their decision to live aboard with Pat and Ray and then watched the Junkanoo Parade.
Being bushed, we passed on the Crane Point nature trails, said god-bye to Pat and Ray, and rode the rust buckets to the marina where we purchased a bag of ice for drinks, registered the bikes, and headed back to “SUNSHINE.”
Comment: We were up like a shot at 0530… alright, maybe it wasn’t a shot. Today’s plan: dinghy ashore, grab a quick cup of joe at the Stuffed Pig, board the Key West bus and ride to the nautical flea Market on Big Pine Key.
The bus stopped right across the street from the flea market, and as luck would have it, some vendors were already set up )we arrived at 0748 but the flea market was supposed to start at 0800. Our original plan was to find a breakfast place and then hit the flea market but, the flea market was in sight, a restaurant was not.
We breezed through the market which was much smaller than we were led to believe. It certainly wasn’t worth the effort to get there.
We walked about a mile to the Big Pine Dinner where we ate our breakfast (note: this is our first breakfast out since arriving in Marathon). Following an average meal, we walked to the regular Big Pine Flea market. There wasn’t any nautical gear, but we did make some purchases. Among them, we got five embroidered “T” shirts for the grandkids.
I also purchased a collapsible fishing rod for use in the harbor.
Just before 1100, we boarded the bus to go back to Marathon. Anna Marie and I got off the bus at West Marine, walked about a half mile to the rust bucket bike store and purchased two junkers.
Marje and Ed went to the marina, rode the Smorgasboat back to “SUNSHINE” and spent the rest of the day chilling and catching up on missed sleep.
Anna Marie and I rode the junkers to the Crane Point Hammock for the Bahamian Festival. We me Pat and Ray (Reflection) there. We had a portion of jerk chicken, conch fritters and Bahamian mac and cheese. We discussed their decision to live aboard with Pat and Ray and then watched the Junkanoo Parade.
Being bushed, we passed on the Crane Point nature trails, said god-bye to Pat and Ray, and rode the rust buckets to the marina where we purchased a bag of ice for drinks, registered the bikes, and headed back to “SUNSHINE.”
We napped and read for most of the rest of the afternoon. It’ll be dinner on board. Our collective state of tiredness has put this evening’s attendance at open mic night in doubt!
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