The send-off for our 4th-annual trek was ominous. Rough seas,
cloudy skies and whipping wind greeted us on South Beach in
June. That brought another first. For the first time, we had
to wear our life jackets and skirts to start the trip. We then
traversed thru Government Cut and thru the wake of a massive
Panamanian freighter. We felt like tequilla in the blender.
The mixing was simply a harbinger of what was to come.
Usually during our summer adventures, the wind hits us in the
face or comes across our bow for the first few days. Once we
start making the shift to the west, around Marathon, the wind
comes to our backs. This summer, the wind shifted with us, staying
in our faces the entire week. The breaks we were so accustomed
to taking in sand bars and shallows and near small islands were
nearly non-existent. We had to push hard all week long. The
rookies were thrown into the fire immediately -- and both came
out stronger for it.
In 2003, the Castaways battled wind, rain, back to back 30-mile
days, exhaustion and heat. But the upside made up for all of
the aches and pains. The team was able to raise more than $15,000
for the ACS, finally breaking the $10,000 plateau for, you guessed
it, the first time.
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