Sailor's delight

We planned a start-of-the-year sunset sail with Captain Steve, which he insisted he was not canceling despite the rainy cold front blowing in from the west.

So there we were at the appointed hour at his catamaran in the old seaport, under umbrellas in a frigid drizzle with no cap'n in sight, when we finally got our cell phones synchronized to find out it was scrubbed after all.

So into the car, onto the south end of the island for a drink or two under canvas at Salute.

And then it cleared enough for us to wander out on the old Casa Marina pier to see what turned out to be a fairly respectable end-of-day after all. Still bloody cold, though.