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July 28, 2005
N30.7 W81.4 Fernandina Beach, Amelia Island, Florida
We had an exciting overnight sail from Cape Canaveral to Fernandina Beach, with the usual restless trimming of sails, and therefore, little sleep. We arrived at Fernandina Harbor Marina, tied up, had lunch, and went to sleep in blissful A/C. It is 120F here today, with no breeze.
What a cute town! And like Cape Canaveral, it’s a contradiction. Amelia Island is historic, quaint and inviting. And yet it is right next to a huge, belching, stinking pulp mill. The water is muddy—the colour of tea, with foamy bits of pulp that float by. Progress, we guess.
Posted by dave at July 28, 2005 06:38 PM