“There’s St. Augustine.” Erin shaded her eyes and followed his pointing finger. In the distance she could see bumps on the western horizon. “Are we stopping there?” “Would you like to?” Erin nodded her head. “Yes. I think I’m going stir crazy, looking at your goofy face all day. I need to see other people.” Spence smiled. “Goofy? Well, at least I’m not a sour puss.” “I’m not a sour puss. I just need to walk around on dry land. And I could use some things. We left so quickly, I left a lot behind.” “That’s the point, sweetheart. Travel light.” “Well, there are some things a woman needs. And right now, chocolate is one of them.” Spence nodded wisely. “Ah yes. Things a woman needs. Can do.” Spence and Erin were not exactly a well-oiled team, still a few hours later they managed to drop the sails and motor in to the St. Augustine Municipal Marina. A quick call on the VHF reserved the huge catamaran an outside slip, making it easy and convenient to dock.
