|Last minute provisioning from Esmerelda - she come around|
to the Marinas with lots of fresh produce, bread, cheese and
eggs. That's Linda behind me.
|Tortugal has a big urn of coffee out in the mornings and|
we sit and solve the problems of the world, and our boat,
with fellow cruisers. Here on our last morning are Judy and Woody, and Jerry and Deborah.
|The next morning after our haul out the trees near our|
anchorage were white with herons
|Another look at the "bird trees"|
It's Friday now and I'm getting this blog post posted. I'm also waiting for Scott to come back from checking into Belize. Unfortunately I just got a quick text from him and the bus broke down on the way back. Poor guy - he's been gone since 7 am and is probably starved. I have a great lunch waiting for him - jalapeno, corn and shrimp chowder. Hope he's here soon!
|In between the showers as we headed down the river|
|Near the end of the trip the river narrows and steep|
cliffs rise up on both sides
|Looking down the main street in Livingston at the|
harbor where we anchored to check out of