To go East or West that is the question.

If you look closely you can see the boat over The Commander's right shoulder. After a windy night with ropes squeaking and waves slapping the hull this is where we awakened.  Three other boats in our fleet joined us and the campfire was excellent. The Commander was amazed Kadizzled lived through a whole large bottle of kangaroo wine.  Amazing to sit in such a remote place and be on the internet.  Coffee is a must for the wake up routine. The Commander is pouring the second cup. Rodger is out walking the beach and the empty chairs are surrounding the dead camp fire.  Soon some big dicisions will be made.  Will the fleet continue west or head back to the marina.  Eveyone wants to go west, but the winds may leave us many miles up the Missouri with the prospect of motoring back.  Motoring forty miles at five knots is a long trip.