We had noticed that the fuel gauges didn’t seem to be moving down as expected, so the guys put a dip stick in to check. The expectation was to find between a quarter to a half a tank. It was horrifying to discover that there was only 1 cm in the port tank and a mere gallon or so on starboard. Much better to find out now than if we were trying to re-anchor in high winds, yikes! Hmm so the gauges weren’t working and the cross over to level the tanks didn’t work, good to know.
It was too windy to take the dinghy around and fill up a couple of Jerry cans, so we just hoped the anchor continued to hold and that the wind would drop to under 20 by the next day. In the meantime, Mark did a big snorkel trip to the shore where it was more sheltered, then joined Michele and I for lunch ashore after we managed to launch the dingy. It was a slow and wet ride.
Todd opted to stay behind and clean up water that had accumulated in the bilges (not sure where it had come from but suspicious of the salt water intake for the wash down).
The shoreline was littered in a 4 inch deep by 3 foot wide swath of dead sea grass, and there was a house-sized pile of the stuff on the opposite end of the beach from the Resto. It felt like wading through strips of slippery wet silica. After dropping rubbish in a bin, we found a table to the side of the main dinning area, and had wonderfully fresh salads for lunch. The place was hoping even though it was very windy, and there were still people laying side by side on the small beach determined to work on their tans and dodging umbrella’s that had taken flight.
The next day I awoke briefly while it was still dark, and when I looked out our port I couldn’t quite figure out what I was seeing. My sleep addled mind thought a huge oil drilling platform had moved into the bay but after closer inspection it was revealed to be the lights on the rigging of a large 2 masted yacht. They were not taking any chances with being hit by accident in the darkness! (And had a power plant to support it unlike the rest of us more modest sized vessels). After a second look, I was back to sleep in no time.