Ft Lauderdale Beach

Ray woke up at four o'clock this morning to discover we drug anchor a little during the night.  It was nothing dangerous, we had just slid back to where we had actually started upon our arrival before moving up a little.  The guy in the sailboat next to us must have heard the commotion of Ray getting the dinghy back into position on the swim platform in case we did have to move again.  He started yelling at us and flashing his spotlight on us to tell us that we drug anchor.  Ray kindly told him that we knew, that's why he was on watch at the helm.  After about the third or fourth time of him yelling at us and then threatening to call the Coast Guard because we were adrift, we decided to get out of there.  Not because of any immanent danger, but just so we wouldn't have to listen to him any more since he was not accepting the fact that we were watching and would leave at first light.  Must be something of a requirement to be a jerk in Sunset Lake whether you own a home there or not.  So we left in the dark a little after five o'clock.  Thankfully it was not that dark with the city lights of Miami reflecting off the low clouds.  We were just going to continue slowly up the Intracoastal Waterway, but then discovered a bridge that didn't schedule opening until eight.  Therefore we dropped anchor between DiLido Island and San Marino Island.  We got a little bit of sleep before departing at 8:15 a.m.  The travels were fairly uneventful with lots of sights on how the rich people live between Miami and Ft. Lauderdale.  We picked up a mooring ball in Ft. Lauderdale Beach where we hope to get a sneak peek at the concerts going on on the beach this weekend including Kenny Chesney for our anniversary on Saturday.  We are hoping the weather will be nice enough to anchor off the beach and hear it.

An example of how the other half live in Ft. Lauderdale