August 16, 2014 Punta Gorda, FL. 77 – 88 This is not a typo. Still hot and humid with afternoon showers. But….

We had a well deserved lunch near the Harbor Master’s office. As I am sipping iced tea, I gaze out over the few boats at the docks. Is that a fin? Two fins? Oh no!! Sharks!!!! Get out of the water!!!

Wait….we are at a marina. Sharks don’t normally visit marinas except in movies. Must be dolphins. Right?

Wayne didn’t see them. I swear I saw fins. Should we close the beach?