Caught up with Conor. He's been living the life of Rylie while I've been away. Dragging folks down to the boat etc. Glad he enjoyed himself. The next day he was off to the mainland and I was off to port Conte. Forcast was for a F7 but I only had 8 miles to go and there was no way I wanted to pay another days marina fee. I anchored in Porte Conte safe as a button and preppared the next day for my . . . where exactly was I going now? I was Capt'n solo again.