We were gifted with another awe-inspiring sunrise over the waters this morning. Dan and I took the dink over to Perdido Key where Fort McRee once stood. This was one of two forts that guarded the Pensacola Bay during the Civil War. When the Confederate Army at Fort McRee duked it out with the Union soldiers across the bay at Fort Pickens, Fort McRee received debilitating damage and lost the battle. Over the years hurricanes have completed the damage and nothing remains to be seen of the old fort now.
|QUEST AT THIS MORNING'S ANCHORAGE|
As Quest began motoring out through the Big Lagoon Inlet, today’s air show began and we thank the Big Boys for the sendoff.
I am getting itchy to be out in the sea but Dan thought the wind that had developed might make cruising conditions less than desirable. Even yesterday’s glass-smooth surfaces in the GIWW are churning due to the winds.
Soon we were passing the inlet to Pensacola, back where we started from yesterday and motoring under the bridge that connects Gulf Springs to Pensacola Beach. The air is clear, the breeze is brisk and the water has an ever-so-slight chop on its surface.
It was a great cruising day and I enjoyed all of it. The channel was wide and most of the time the islands to our starboard offered a narrow resistance to viewing the sea. We passed under many bridges and I’m pretty sure we are back in mega civilization. These radar domes, unnamed on the map, did peek our curiosity.
|MY FAVORITE HOUSE TODAY|
Before 3:00 we were anchored in the Old Lagoon at Destin. Restaurants to our left, condos to our right and boats everywhere! Yep, we are in Florida.
Since the dingy was still in the water, zipping around the little bay was an easy task. We landed at a great little dive called the Boathouse Oyster Bar. After tying the dink to their elevated porch railing, we climbed up and joined the sparse crowd lingering both inside and out on the deck. We shared a dozen of their shucked Apalachicola Oysters, a bowl of gumbo and the best fritters we have had so far on the trip. Every square inch of surface had a dollar bill stapled to it with a bra or T-shirt mixed in here or there. Fifty people could fit inside, max, and they had some great live music all evening long. After watching the sunset from their deck we wandered down the boardwalk area to check out the rest of the scene but, somehow, we managed to have landed in the only lively spot there was. We wandered back to share more oysters and listen to the music before chugging back to Quest in the dark. Another great day!