I let myself sleep in a little bit since I was so tired and had a much shorter sail ahead of me today.  

Jay was already gone, departed for Fajardo.   And I was headed to the Vieques, an island in the Spanish Virgin Islands (still technically Puerto Rico, do not be confused).  

Anchor and mainsail were both up by 8:30am, it was a wide open anchorage so I pulled up the mainsail before finishing the anchor retrieval, and I was on the move.   

I had no issues with the engine all day (I worried about the seaweed mats I was powering through but never had an issue) and apart from setting myself up for a nice tack leaving the anchorage I managed to get to my destination on one tack.   There was one squall that caught me by surprise with a full jib out and once I got it sorted I vowed to pay closer attention to squall potential.   But I never encountered another one.  

I arrived well before sundown and dropped my anchor.  It did not set first time and I wanted a swim so I jumped in and dug it into the weeds myself.  I swam to the neighbors for a quick hello as they were in the water scrubbing their hull in preparation for crossing to Bermuda soon.   And then I climbed back aboard to back down and snub and cover the sails.   Once I was happy with the set, I rinsed the salt off and wrapped my wet hair in a towel and went straight to bed.  I did not even stay up until sunset or have dinner.  I was in bed and asleep as soon as humanly possible!