Conditions: 68 degrees
Location: Delray Beach
Another long uneventful day in the Florida canals. The only noteworthy occurrence was when we spotted a boy swimming right in the middle of the waterway. Another young boy was in a small power boat near the kid, yelling at him to get back into the boat. Swimming in the canal is definitely against the law and is a dangerous game to play. Many smaller canals open up onto the waterway and power boats are constantly speeding by, going faster than safe for a swimmer. Dad wanted to call the marine patrol on the radio. I asked him if he was too old to remember how to have fun = silence.
We arrived at the Delray anchorage just before sundown. It was a small basin. There wasn't much room and at first Dad seemed nervous about staying. Will we fit? Is it deep enough? Is it sand or mud? Will we drag? When an anchorage isn't ideal a lengthy conversation is held on the negatives and positives of the location and on the other options available. Since there were no other obvious options available (no other anchorages or marinas nearby) the second half of the conversation was short, we had no choice but to stay. There was only one other boat but the small anchorage was surrounded by private docks, encroaching on the available space. But it turned out we were fine. Once we got the anchor down, realized we had a good hold and plenty of swinging room Dad finally relaxed. We watched some kids fish off of the dock before eating a quick dinner and going to bed.
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