Flagstaff Yacht Club, and
West Point Yacht Club, together
Ruling the high seas

For a limited time: Team Audax needs you!! Help batten down the hatches, explore exotic islands, avoid urchin spikes and hungry sharks, pull in the main and be a part of the same old game. We need 1 -2 able bodied or simply bodied personas willing to voyage across the high seas and help bring the Audax back home. This is a serious plea and please help.
Details and more can be read about it here.

But for now, on with the Haikus

By Robert Tusso

Sweet Anegada
Tourists and dudes with dreadlocks
Kind of like Vermont

Open the hatches
Reef the main, throttle her down
John’s pooping again

Good-hearted woman
Loving her good-timing man
Sleep, Virgin Gorda

Foxy’s, Jost Van Dyke
The cougars are out tonight!
I got your back, dude

So, how’s your burger?
Our pets heads are falling off
Kick his ass, Sea Bass

Looking at the stars,
John says “There’s the big dipper!”
Thanks, Galileo.

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Thursday
1434 – Dude, are we back in the Bahamas??? Fighting our way out yesterday afternoon, a crew of 4 with Bob Tusso aka Bibo inserting himself nicely into our watch and cooking schedule, Team Audax dare I say growing perhaps tired of the same set of islands decided to venture out in search of grand new locations!! Anegada – flat (28 feet at its highest elevation), desolate (ain’t no Foxy’s or Willy T’s action here), off the beaten path (see map) and supposedly full of Flamingos (we did not see any!) you blink and its gone!!! Some beach walking for Stevey, bird watching for John and trail running by Jordi and Bibo. Certainly glad we made the trek but time and tide wait for no man and the target now - Virgin Gorda 12 nm as the crow flies.