Our stay at Hudson Beach was restful and rejuvenating. A couple restaurants provided good food and killer live music. We did walk a mile to a Winn Dixie and Burger King yesterday. Felt good to exercise our legs.
We also walked through a couple marinas and admired some really nice sailboats. “Imagine living on one?” we each said in unison. Too funny.
Today we spent our time charging batteries, pre-packing gear, and looking over the charts plotting the next several days camp spots.
Our kayaks are stored near our motel room. We had to unload them and carry them (across the street) here since the beach landing/ launch is part of a public park. Safer doing that.
Jim flipped his kayak over and admired all the scrapes and gouges on the underside of the hull. The many spiral plastic slivers coming off that orange hull looks like cheddar cheese coming out of a cheese grater. Yikes! A heat gun and a putty knife is the only thing that will smooth them all out.
Tomorrow comes soon. The salt air calls.
Marc and Jim