Run for e m Ho By Adam Deem
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hew, what a trip – two months and a week, 1,700 nautical miles, a few sleepless nights, and some really memorable moments, but I’m exhausted. I need a vacation from vacation, perhaps there are some lessons to be learned here, but we can explore that later. For now, we’re tucked in at home in South Carolina—the boat is secure, and we narrowly avoided getting stuck anywhere by the emerging coronavirus pandemic. Here is the story of our not so harrowing escape from the Bahamas: We were tired. Things were good, but we had covered a lot of miles in a few weeks to get here. Evaluating how much time we had left before I had to return to work and the time it would take to get home, we decided that travelling any farther would cause us to have to push harder later to get safely home before I had a hard date to start back at my job. We decided to return to Norman’s for a few days and then make our way back to the States in a more leisurely fashion than our trip out. Normans Cay was great. We explored the island further and found the trove of conch that was rumored to be about. It turns out they hide better than I realized. Knowing that commercial overfishing had really dented the conch population in many areas of the islands, we limited our catch
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