The mean North Wind finally abated this morning. After low tide, we pulled anchor and peeked around the corner of our protected anchorage to see what we would find. Thankfully, we were greeted by calm seas and very little wind. It was only a short 12 miles to Isla Toboga, so we could see it immediately.
We caught several fish along the way, all not-good-eating Jack Crevalles so they went back to the sea. As we approached the island we saw dozens of freighters lined up waiting to go through the Canal. We are getting closer. We found the Marina, got moored and Chuey, the owner, came out with his dog in the dinghy to greet us. His prices are great, and he’s a wealth of knowledge. We are thankful to finally be safely moored and have Panama City within sight.
Tomorrow we’ll take the high speed ferry over to watch the Super Bowl somewhere. There's no late ferry back, so we'll get a hotel room and return on Monday. Wow, we haven't spent a night off the boat since we left in October! How exciting.