Day 79: Blockade Runnin’
The entire day at sea, we continued on our painfully slow march towards Cuba. I kept watch for US coastguard boats appearing out of nowhere and asking us what we…
Day 78: Mission: Cuba
So much has been happening so fast it makes my head spin just thinking about it. Midge gave me a lift into Key West and Captain Johnny was waiting for…
Day 77: The Sun Also Rises
I woke up on a random ship in the port... The Appledore. I had absolutely no recollection of how I got there. Hat... check, shoes... check, laptop... check, camcorder... check,…
Day 76: The Conch Republic
Getting up nice and early, Midge gave me a list of people to talk to about getting a boat over to Cuba. First up, Captain Finbar of the Schooner Wolf,…
Day 75: Who’s Scruffy Lookin’?
A day on the Greyhound first to Miami and then down to the Florida Keys. What would incur the wrath of the bastard bus driver this time? Would somebody -…