Bequia is firmly ensconced in the Pacific High. Zephyrs from horizon to horizon. It reminds me of a lazy summer afternoon on Folsom Lake. Only there is more trash floating by.
We’re on the lookout for the elusive Japanese glass fishing float. I don’t quite understand the fascination with these. Perhaps skipper is planning a nautical museum for the garage. Or a shrine to fishing flotsam. I bet you could find one on e-bay. No long voyage required.