28 12.88 N
080 39.24 W

Passing Flashing green 95 or Mile 908 on the Intracoastal Waterway on the Indian River.

We spent the night approximately one mile north of Dragon Point on the Banana River where we met up with Laura & Jonathan who we first met at

Stuart Florida.  They are a fun young couple who live on their boat, Defiance, near the Mathes Bridge between Merritt Island and the Satellite Beach

barrier Island.

Laura is an Occupational Therapist working with emotionally disturbed youth and Jonathan is a Physicians Assistant working mostly doing trauma and

emergency surgery. It is exciting to see younger adults enjoy the benefits of living on a boat full time. I hope we are able to stay in touch with them as we

pass through from time to time. We enjoyed immensely our dinner and especially our time with them.

The Intracoastal here is wide, about a mile wide, but often very shallow outside of the channel.

We have taken to running on one engine to conserve fuel and the engines. As I may have explained in an earlier text, we pulled the transmission and

reinstalled it but have not run that engine any length of time to see if we got the leaks plugged up properly. We are confident, however, that there will no longer

be a problem.

This is the first time I have tired to write while Capt'n Lynnie mans the helm and I am finding that I need the quiet of the morning hours to be effective in writing

the log in a fashion that I find acceptable.

In the year we have been cruising, neither of us have wanted to miss one sight or be away from near the helm doing other chores because we are afraid we

might miss something and with good reason. It seems even going to the bathroom causes one of us to miss some interesting view or event.

Speaking of which, Jonathan and Laura just pulled up behind us in their dinghy. We left there an hour ago and they caught up with us just to say, "hello" and

"goodbye" again on their way to visit other friends.

This cruising life is wonderful. The people are wonderful and there is always, as I said, something going on. Too much going on to continue writing.

Working in the pilothouse, my office, screaming down the ICW at 6.7 mph

10 hours later at 2045 hrs

Approximately our location isTitusville. In the near distance is the NASA Vehicle Assembly Building and we believe the rocket scheduled to carry the new

shuttle is on the launch pad in preparation for the May launch. We are anchored in an obscure anchorage immediately next to the automatic railway bridge that

serves NASA exclusively.

The wind is out of the North East at 13 to 17 kts. We don't care for the wind much so we sought out a good place to shield ourselves, behind the railroad track

embankment. The anchorage where the other boats have settled in for the night are rocking and rolling. We on the other hand, are snug as a bug in a rug hunkered

down in a modern historic location. We are feeling so good, so smug, so safe as we lounge in our recliners watching Steven Segal beat the crap out of 50 or 60

bad guys.

Tomorrow we reach out for Daytona.

As we move along we are searching for a place we can engage a mechanic for the Mercury 25 horse dinghy motor. It runs, it stops, it runs, it stops. It always

stops the longest when we are trying to go the opposite direction of the tide. Thought I had the darn thing fixed. It's a gas thing. Originally we thought it dirty fuel

so we put on a big fuel filter one week. Worked for a week. Clean the tank and the pickup hose the next week. Recently changed the feed hose and pressure

bulb knowing that was the problem. Now it doesn?t work properly again. Currently thinking just the opposite is the problem. Perhaps it is getting too much gas.

Believe the float may be the problem. Current plans are to find someone to re-build the carburetor.

I hate outboard engines! Think I'll find a diesel to mount in the dinghy. For those that don't understand, that was a poor if not a pathetic joke.

Frank! Dolphin Marine, small engine king! Where the heck are you when I need you. Our convertible is broken. May have to break down and spend some

money to fix it. In the meantime Steven Segal has the body count up to at least 84.

From the pilothouse,

Capt'n Lynnie and Skinwalker