It’s not always a vacation on Camelot!
Well, most of the time it is… But this morning, before we go play some more, we need to replenish the fuel supply and announce our presence to the Port Captain.
These two simple tasks end up taking most of the day. To get fuel we throw the jerry jugs in the dinghy, then zoom across the bay to the nearest gas station, fill up, chat with a bunch of friendly locals, load the filled jugs back on the dinghy, zig-zag our way back to Camelot, transfer fuel from jugs to tanks. It is a little convoluted, but it’s what cruisers do when a fuel dock is not available… It took us three hours and a few pints of sweat, but we’re still smiling!
The Port Captain experience is a little more frustrating, testing even Tom’s legendary patience: two more hours for a lousy stamp on a piece of paper! But such is life…By now, we’re not smiling that much anymore.
It’s blazing hot, we’re sweating like pigs. We unanimously decide to take a pass on more explorations and take the rest of the day off enjoying peace, quiet, cold drinks and a light breeze on Camelot.