Conditions: 76 degrees
Location: Marine Stadium, Miami
Today we made our way to Miami, leap frogging the rain clouds as we went. It was, according to Dad, typical Florida weather. I exchanged my bathing suit for my raincoat and vice versa every half hour. At this point Dad and I are both sick of canals. Thankfully Miami marks an end to the intercostal waterway, for us anyway. Many sailors travel through the Florida Bay down to the keys from Miami, but Dad and I plan to go outside through the Florida Channel to Key Largo as soon as we get a weather window. The city of Miami was deceptively beautiful as we entered Marine Stadium. The Stadium is a large circular basin filled with anchored boats. It is hard to imagine it now but the Stadium gets its name for being just that, an old sporting arena. At some point in its history boaters raced power boats around in the waterlogged stadium where bleachers lined the shores and spectators had a clear view of Miami for a background. Today, no indication of Marine Stadium's high speed past. It is now popular with transient boaters because of its 270 degrees of protection from north, south, and east winds. It is what Dad calls "a hurricane hole." Unfortunately, the Stadium is short some 90 degrees, making it an uncomfortable spot if a storm blew in from the northwest and that's just what the weatherman has predicted for us tomorrow. We decided that we will make a move early tomorrow to get to No Name Harbor (yes that's the real name) in Key Biscayne to wait out the storm there before heading down to Key Largo.
What we ate: pot roast, potatoes, carrots
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