More than 40 years ago, a buddy of mine and I took my Compac 19 to Biscayne Bay and the Upper Keys. We caught an unforecast tropical wave in the bay and ducked in at Elliott Key to wait it out.
Being young, dumb and single men, our provisions consisted of a five-gallon jug of water, a long load of bread, big jars of peanut better and jelly, and several cases of beer.
There was a small dock, so we tied up and went exploring. While we were gone, a raccoon climbed on board. He ate and shredded the bread, tore open the water, then opened the peanut butter (raccoons have thumbs) and was prancing around the cockpit with the jar stuck on his head as he ate away.
We chased him away. But we were stuck as the storm lingered. We found a German-born guy with his son, also at the dock, who had plenty of food but no beer. A deal was struck. He cooked, and we furnished the liquid refreshments. All were satisfied.
Jack Brennan
Sonas, 1998 Catalina 320
Tierra Verde, Fl.
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