There is much back and forth between the dock and the bar and down the steps to the water and back up to the bar and back out to the dock. Several more warm rums are consumed. Rastas laugh at pathetic turtles trying to corral wayward children for sacrifice. A few turtles pay the wood carvers to add their names to pantheon. Some terrific photos are taken. Love and friendship are celebrated in truly epic fashion.
Pirate Clowns! Just what the heck are you supposed to do when you're invaded by pirate clowns???
No one has any particular interest in leaving but we realize the time is coming, the sun is dropping on the horizon and the wind has picked up a little bit. “Looks like we might be against the wind both ways,” I say to our captain. “Ya mon,” He says, “That’s why we should go.” Our boat is first at the bottom of the steps and Sweetness joins me in the back. No one needs their ass kicked at the Pelican, lovely people out here and real gentlemen. They have Sweetness relaxed and smiling before we leave.
As we’re idling off the bar we hear a scream worthy of any horror film shriek out behind us. “Hmmm,” we wonder but by the time we look back the other boat is rocking and laughing and hooting. Couldn’t have been THAT bad! The good news is that in the time it has taken us to saddle up the bale the wind has shifted and we’re riding the rollers instead of cutting them. With less to worry about the captains run side by side and we have a mock race. I have some good boating conversation with our captain and thank him for running side by side. It just adds more things for them to be aware of, it’s much easier to run separate. “Ya mon,” he says, “ We like to do it when we can, it’s much more fun for you.” This is obvious as we have all kinds of interplay between the two boats.
Beautiful sunsets !! That last shot of Sandie and pup is just so sweet. You can see how much she really loves dogs. 
Originally Posted by Eden
