The Gulf Stream Drug Us East
We left Havana for Veradero in the afternoon under 5 kt winds with a 97° heading.
It was easily one most beautiful sunset sails I'll ever take, and one that very few Americans have taken to date.
Cruising the world renowned Melecon, past the Castillo, waving at the masses piled on the wall and the sun falling in the sky behind us.
If I was a poet, it was the setting for some magical words