The day was great fun. We enjoyed being on the boat, we fished, we swam, we explored. Ernie did a great job not having any accidents on the boat. It was lovely.
I should probably have been concerned when I noticed that the sandbar where we were to anchor and camp has Google reviews. Literally. Things like "My favorite place to hang out." And there were a ton of boats anchored there when we rolled up about an hour before sunset. People were doing whatever tailgating is called when it is a boat and there is no football game to speak of. People were friendly, and we were delighted to discover that the sandbar has no vegetation and as a result no bugs. Heaven!
All the boats rolled out before it was fully dark and we were roasting marshmallows, telling scary(ish) stories and watching lightning on the distant horizon when the first party boat arrived. They kindly agreed to lower their blasting music when I asked them to. By midnight there were probably 20 boats blasting music and I couldn't keep up with my requests for music. I couldn't even count how many drunk people were staggering all over "our" sandbar and not even really respecting the fact that we had a tent set up.
By sometime in the middle of the night, we heard the last boat pull away and still managed to get some sleep. The dawn was worth it all. We thoroughly enjoyed a quiet morning and then headed back out to the open seas, where we discovered it was too windy to do much else but go home and have a nap. So that's what we did.
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