Today, the first orderof business is to patch the dinghy! Every day it is something. Yesterday we went to get groceries with our favorite taxi driver, Rogelio. We loaded garbage and backpacks and real shoes into the dinghy with a broken fishing pole and motored across to the dinghy dock. The little 2 hp sure beats rowing. Tied up to the dock. Ferried across in the little red boat on rope and pulleys and met Rogelio.
Anyways, it started to pour down rain. Rogelio plowed through water over the floor boards as we made stops at the chart store, Mega Depot and Price Smart. We returned with 2 months worth of Peanut butter and canned chicken, filling the trunk with paper towels and toilet paper and even found a big jug of Jellybeans!!!
But, alas, the dinghy was quite deflated! Russ quickly motored toward the boat to get a pump and ran out of gas along the way. I waited in the steps at low tide, praying the rain would hold off. I watched helplessly as he rowed the really flat dinghy slowly to the boat where he had not only to pump up the dinghy, but refuel as well. He returned and we piled it high and prayed the air would hold. It did but barely!