The Wages of Sloth

The Wages of Sloth   ...   Friday 30^th November

Because we knew we had a short trip today, we got off to a later start.  As a result we learned about the wages of sloth… It was nearly windless when we woke up but by the time we got going at about 9 am, the wind was piping up.  This meant that we had to put on our foul weather jackets and our long pants.  Not only that but also the shallow Indian River was soon whipped up into a chop.  Sitting in the cockpit I got spray in my face from a combination of waves and wind from the side. 

We arrived at Cocoa at about noon.  Lunch was followed by a nap (for some).  Then we motored to shore in the dinghy.  Our first objective was to find the Tourist Info Board.  According to our guide that should have been on Florida Avenue but it wasn’t.  We got a lame map at a restaurant.  A large portion of the afternoon was spent wandering around Cocoa in partial confusion.  Finally we had the bright idea to go to the library where we got a decent map. I can just hear all those family librarians saying “of course”.

To my mind the strangest sight of the afternoon was the black-and-white car labelled “Cocoa Police”.  I expected him to stop and tell us that we couldn’t have both marshmallows and whipped cream…

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Looking out across the Indian River from Cocoa in the late afternoon when the wind calmed down

The trunk of a plan tree

Miniature poodle we met in the park