We left Hobe Sound after a mostly peaceful night.  The short story is we awoke around 1am hearing a weird sound.  It was sort of like when your phone vibrates for a second or two.  We spent an hour, pulling open all compartments (and there are a lot on an Island Packet), listening intently, you know how you stick your ear there to determine the location of the sound?  We had the floor boards up where all the pumps are, we stuck our ear to the mast, we turned all the electricity off, we turned the batteries off, then on, the noise kept going every 30 seconds.  Then, it would stop and you would think it had stopped, and all of a sudden, it goes again.  It was maddening!  We never found it.  So far, we haven't heard it again, but it hasn't been so quiet since, so who knows (not a great comfort on a sailboat when you can't figure out what it is...)  It might have been coming from outside the boat!

Anyway - anchor up at 7am on Friday, March 6 and off to Boca.  Nineteen bridges later (18 of which were draw bridges!) we slid into Boca Lake for what we planned to be a couple days of hanging out and getting to share time with Courtney and Paolo (daughter and boyfriend).  Within 15 minutes of dropping the hook, along come some guys in a dingy to inform us that their yacht club was going to be taking over the lake this weekend for change of commodore.  This little body of water just off the waterway offers anchorage for maybe 15 sailboats.  Only one end of it is deep enough for us, so there is not a lot of room.  Of course, they said we were welcome to join the raft up (there were to be 50 boats!) and if not, then they apologized for any inconvenience.  (Really?)  So, by 8am the next morning, boats were arriving and anchoring way too close for comfort.  Needless to say, we were not happy campers (or cruisers).  After letting them know what we thought about the whole thing, we took off and luckily were able to get dockage at the nearby Boca Resort - a favorite spot, but more pricy than we were expecting.

So, we motored out of there and across the waterway to tie up at the face dock at Boca Resort.  As we plugged everything in, because of course we would take advantage of the amenities, we noticed the air conditioning wasn't working.  After about 15 minutes of recon, Greg figured out the pump was no longer working.  Oh yay - another project....  The good news is that with a few phone calls, and the lucky convenience of Courtney nearby, we were able to find a new pump at the West Marine in Pompano Beach.  Sharon and Courtney ran over to get the pump while Greg took the old one out and within three hours, we had a new pump to fuel the air-conditioner/heater.  Yay!

We ended the day with a quick load of laundry at Courtney's place, while enjoying a pitcher of her  famously strong margaritas, enjoyed lounging on the new furniture they have purchased over the last few months, had a great meal at Tanzy in Mizner Park and really enjoyed sharing time together.  Thanks Courtney & Paolo for being great hosts, as always!

As we peruse the weather forecast this morning, we have to decide our next stop on the way to Miami.  The wind is blowing out of the east.  Rain squalls are predicted and there is heavy cloud cover.  We aren't going to the Bahamas in the next couple days, so stay tuned.