As expected the trip into Ft Lauderdale was bridge after bridge. We felt lucky as a couple of attendants held them for a minute or so for us, which prevented a half hour of circling and waiting each time. And since the weather wasn’t great and it was a weekday there wasn’t a lot of traffic to bounce us around between the concrete walls. Christopher had the job of working out the math to determine the number of bridges left a we progressed. Lots of equations to figure. We ended up anchoring in the Middle River in the city surrounded by fancy homes with moored mega yachts. The most interesting thing for us here is that just up stream a few metres is the BlueWater Sailing School where Shirley and I took our course last January – exactly a year ago to the day. It was a bit surreal to stand there beside the boat we took our course on, when we were just learning how to do this stuff, and here we are a year later having travelled over 1,900 water miles to get here. We even had the opportunity to meet with Captain Ted Wheeler, our course instructor – he’s in the picture with us. I guess he did a good job ‘cause here we are! On the way back to our boat the police boat came by to inform us that the city has a 24 hr anchoring limit, which means we are already over the limit and will have to go elsewhere tomorrow.
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