We left Peck Lake reluctantly, but supplies were low, we'll return. Fort Pierce was our next port of call and much to our delight they had the best Farmer's Market ever. Loaded up with fresh fruit and vegies all at better prices than Publix and tried not to eat our way through every food booth. I did however indulge in the very best Jamaican Beef Patties and added two new scarves to my collection.
The first two pictures below are Andy, who was our next door neighbour. He's from Seattle, but seems to be coping with the Florida climate just fine.
We moved on to Vero Beach, sitting in a nice cove on a mooring, waiting for a break in the weather. Mostly rain but thunderstorms all over the place.
The weather relaxed a bit and we headed north again. Notice the dejected lad at the stern of the boat below. The next pictures tell the tale. The trawler came to his rescue and after much talking with the Coast Guard, someone came to fetch the poor lad and the trawler was released to go on his way. Not a pretty sight to see, I must say.
We found a lovely anchorage on Banana River, just above Dragon Point, in the Melbourne area. A very active rowing club, 6 boats, probably 100 members. Some single and double scull boats as well.
A rock garden I like.
Ann and John on Seahorse. We met them on our last night in Boot Key. They came up from the Caribbean via Isla Mujeres, taking the boat for haul out and over wintering around Titusville. Thanks to them we found Peck Lake. We found ourselves hopscotching with them but now we are on our own as we continue our journey. They are from Mystic so perhaps we'll see them again.
The Haulover Canal and bridge leading us to Mosquito Lagoon. Awesome place, with many islands suitable for overnight tenting/camping
Oak Hill, the first community we came to after the Lagoon. Quite charming really.
A rookery in New Symrna Beach. As crowded as this little island was with birds, so were some of the inlets around New Smyrna and Ponce De Leon with boats and people.
fortunately one of those lovely people helped us save my hat when a gust blew it right off my head and into the water.
Life on the water: never a dull day!
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