So all we have been doing is posting random stories that happened somewhere between Miami and Bermuda. We haven't had time to put them all up, so they will continue coming. But to let you know whats happening to us right now...
We ditched our boat. We will not be leaving Bermuda on Sly Dog. Some leadership issues and unsafe conditions led us to make that decision. Currently we are two guys with huge backpacks homeless on a tropical island in the middle of the Atlantic. There are worse places to be stranded. The most interesting this about this is the looks you get when you walk into a bar with a hiking backpack loaded down, complete with a bag of chips stuffed under a strap.
The night we arrived, we packed everything up and left the boat for good. We walked down to the dinghy club, where there were supposed to be showers. We couldn't get the showers to work, but there was a hose outside so we dragged the hose into the shower and got clean like that. We grabbed some fried food and a beer, and then went to bed in the grass next to the dinghy club. Last night we slept on the trampoline on a 42 foot catamaran that was forced to Bermuda by a storm in the Caribbean. I use the word 'forced' loosely.
The plan going forward (although the idea about this adventure is to not have a plan): We are walking around the island posting ads for a boat, and have a maybe on a 42 foot catamaran going to central america. But for now, were gonna enjoy this island.