So this is a post that has a lot of words, because I copied them from my wife.

The sun climbed through a foggy haze as we pulled up anchor and got underway. Our time in Prisoners Harbor had been memorable but too short, and we hoped that ‘future-us’ would be able to spend more time here, maybe go ashore and explore some of the smaller trails, check out the undersea world, and see some of the critters that call this place ‘home’. But for now, if we wanted to see the rest of the island AND Painted Cave, we needed to begin moving.

We motored slowly, following the coastline clockwise, looking for wind. And soon enough we found what we were looking for, the wind picked up, the temperatures climbed and the veil lifted, what a spectacular day! How was this the end of October? Our worries were far from our minds as Charles and I basked, short-sleeved in the radiant sunshine.