There are 143 coconut trees within the 200 meters of beach off which we’re anchored.

Hangin' out.

At least that’s what I told Ann. I don’t think she believes I counted them. I didn’t, so we’re even.

That’s what today’s been like. We’ve done so much stuff the last four days or so that it was nice to do nothing today but count coconut trees – or at least pretend to.

Also I didn’t get a great night’s sleep. It was one of those nights cruisers sometimes pay for in return for this great lifestyle. The wind was up and we were on a bit of a lee shore – meaning, the beach is only about 100 meters downwind from us. If our anchor drags, we’re on the beach. So…we set and anchor alarm. But, given that the anchor chain defines a radius from the anchor to the boat, if the wind shifts, we can move as much as 2X (for 180 degrees) the amount of chain out. Well, the wind shifted and the alarm woke me up with a start since you hate waking to an alarm that may or may not mean you are about to drift up onto the beach!

Today has been windy with rain, so it was pretty easy to stay on the boat and chill. Ann worked on a quilt she’s going to give to the village ladies who have been so generous with their time showing her how to weave. For me, two days diving and then yesterday I pumped up my paddleboard while Ann was in the village and paddled a mile in and around the bay and associated motus have left me needing a rest. OK, at least that’s my excuse for goofing.

Maybe tomorrow we’ll have more to say. And then again, maybe not.