That said, Henry tackled the chart-plotter and made great headway in gaining a better understanding of how the whole rat's nest of wiring behind the helm station is connected. The access is through a panel above our galley sink and although he looks like he is having a footbath, I can assure you we did not mix water and electricity on this task.
Not much of excitement to report in this little town, but here's a little taste of what we found along the way.
|This laden mango tree was dropping its fruit all over the roadside, so we helped ourselves to a couple of low hanging fruit.|
|In Puerto Rico, cockfighting is legal and supposedly many backyards have crates with roosters. These were conveniently stationed in view of the roadside.|
|Here's a little change from Medalla. I really liked the Coqui lager and Henry enjoyed the Santo Viejo pilsner.|
|At $10.95 a tube we couldn't resist. In St. Martin the going price was supposedly cheap at $18.|
|And of course fresh off the tree beats all. Looking forward to green mango salsa tomorrow.|