Boring!?

We released from mooring ball 51 at Vero Beach on Sunday after spending Saturday afternoon watching it rain from Waldo's Driftwood Inn on the beach.  We got a later start after doing some laundry before departure.  It did not take long to dry once we got in the north wind on the ICW.  Didn't realize it was that windy being so protected in the mooring field.
We traveled 38 miles to Canova Beach near Melbourne.  By time we dropped anchor at 5:30 p.m., we just stayed on board and enjoyed a nice evening as the winds calmed.

Conched Out Too passing us of course

At eight o'clock on Monday morning we lifted anchor to travel another 38 miles to Titusville.  About five miles before our destination we were hailed on the radio by "Orion", a trawler we met in Goodland, Florida several years ago.  They wanted us to stop by them, but we were on a mission and had planned to pick up a mooring ball in Titusville along with "Conched Out Too".

Our mission was to figure out what we were going to do because we discovered that our refrigerator/freezer died.

We checked in at the Municipal Marina office via "Conch Fritter", Bill and Patty's dinghy and got some ice to hold us over on refrigeration.  We decided to order a new refrigerator/freezer and have it delivered to Palm Coast Marina, two days ahead. Once that decision was made, we dinghied back to the marina in seperate dinghies since "Conch Fritter" is being tempermental about starting.  From there we walked to historical downtown. Every restaurant on Washington Avenue was closed on Mondays of course.  So walked back to the marina and dinghied over to Cracker Jacks under the bridge.  We could have walked but it was shorter to just walk to the dinghies instead.  Cheap drinks, but service was minimal so we had a couple then went back to our respective boats to eat.  Besides we've got to use up this food on board now.  After dinner we dinghied over to "Conched Out Too" for more laughs and stayed way later than we realized.  In that time we all agreed Titusville was too boring to stay another night.
We untied from mooring ball one in Titusville after breakfast at 8:45.  There were tremendous amounts of manatee and dolphin observed during our travel today and even after we were anchored.  We were going to anchor near Ponce Inlet between New Smyrna Beach and Daytona Beach but found the anchorage a little crowded and not sure of its' depths.  One of the boats in there though was "Tides In", whom Bill and Patty know very well.  We backtracked toward New Smyrna Beach and found another anchorage.
Once we knew we were secure we decided to dinghy around the immediate area while Bill and Patty took theirs to go visit their friends.  We went up into the mangroves for a good ways then turned around.  Right after that we ran aground and sheered the pin off the prop.  Of course we didn't bring the repair kit this time.  We had phones and oars.  Again in our typical fashion, we had not mounted the oar locks we bought back in Hollywood though.  We were paddling against the wind and current and not making much headway.  Thankfully Bill and Patty finally returned our call and saved us from ourselves.

Spike hanging out waiting for sunset