Sheer hell is a narrow swath cut into the shallows, waves breaking to both sides in some locations, large floating condos motoring by and throwing large wake tossing us around like old shoes, other boats speeding by with some at dangerous speeds (who are these you know whats?).
Prior to getting to sheer hell I had dropped the sails as we were heading pretty much straight into the wind, and there wasn't much wind to be had at this point in the day, not to mention I didn't want to see the sails flogging brutally as we were tossed in the wakes.
Finally we make it through "sheer hell" and the new Sanibel Bridge is in our sights (see pic).
Once through the bridge the winds were back up and we raised the sails and sailed out into the Gulf.
We sailed past Ft. Myers Beach and again under a dark starry sky we set anchor, just off shore of Lovers Key.
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More pure hell! ??? One wonders why sail at all. But then the memories of the wonderful experiences on board SV Athena come flooding back and I wish I were aboard her rather than the 3 million house we just rented for a week for a winter vacation.
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