We pulled into the beautiful harbour in Hope Town and grabbed a mooring ball. Getting a ball is not that easy. Several people own a set of balls in the harbour. Some are white cones with blue stripes, some are round and red, some are smaller round and kind of red....too much variation. We found one that belonged to the Hope Town Inn and Marina. Perfect. After a few calls on the VHF to confirm that this ball belonged to them, we hooked on and turned off the engines. Hope Town is a sweet little town where all of the homes are painted a combination of various pastel colours.
At first we didn't see Cee Jem. They pulled ahead yesterday when we were heading towards Tahiti beach as their draft of 6 feet was limiting them from going there. They pulled up in their dinghy and said they were at the marina. We decided to check it out in the morning to see if they had a spot that would accommodate us on the dock. We joined up with them for an afternoon of fun at the pool. Another boy Sabastian joined in. He is on a boat but lives at the marina and goes to school here in Hope Town. He brought a couple of swords and Connor was in his happy place as they dueled around the pool deck. Kerry and Greg from Cee Jem were also in their happy place as they found the liquor store and bought so much, they got a ride back in the store dinghy.
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