Titusville to Daytona Beach

For our last full day (3/19/17) at Titusville, we decided to dinghy to the marina with Maurice and Renee, walk over to a restaurant for lunch then shower at the marina before returning to our boats. However, after showering we noticed that the wind had picked up considerably and the waves were too large for the dinghy loaded down with four people, so we waited in the captain's lounge. After a couple of hours, we decided things weren't going to get any better anytime soon. In preparation I asked the dockmaster for some large garbage bags which we turned into custom-fit rain-gear then we piled into the dinghy and headed out to the mooring field. As soon as we left the protection of the small harbor we encountered waves considered too dangerous for our tiny ship and thanks to the courage of the fearless crew we turned around and headed back to safety. We are now considering the fact that we might be sleeping in the lounge and I'm secretly feeling sorry for everyone that will be kept awake by my snoring. But hark, luck prevails, another couple comes by the lounge just prior to heading out to their boat, they agreed to take Kim with them since they would be going right by ours, so Maurice, Renee and I jumped in our dinghy and followed them. The waves were between two and three feet and we were taking a cold spray with each crash. The lead dinghy pulled alongside Overtime and the guy started to ask Kim how she planned to climb aboard but before he could finish his sentence she popped up and out of the dinghy landing squarely on the aft deck; that gal's pretty spry for a retiree. Next, Maurice pulled up and I handed a couple of bags to Kim and scrambled aboard myself, it was nice to be home although we were rocking and rolling something fierce.
By early the next morning the wind had settled down and we were able to leave the mooring field at 8:00 and head north to Daytona Beach, our next stop. We soon left the Indian River by-way-of the Allenhurst Cut, a canal which led us to the Mosquito Lagoon. The lagoon soon gave way to much narrower waterways and Manatee Zones. These zones are an effort to protect these creatures from boats and their propellers, most Manatees have scars on their backs due to close encounters. It's hard to believe my 8 mph is considered too fast but it is, I slow to about 6 mph in these zones, and there were several long zones on this passage. At one point I saw a manatee in the channel right in front of Overtime, I had to take evasive action in order to do my civic duty and save a sea cow.
We arrived at Loggerhead Marina around 2:30 and tied to a long dock right next to the hot tub, swimming pool and restrooms. This is a very small marina with few if any liveaboards, therefore there's not much foot traffic in the area. We plan to stay here until next Monday (3/27/17).
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