Still, the powers that be at the Sunsail base were reluctant to have us board our boat and asked us to wait another day. Gangways to the docks had been hauled and the docks themselves pulled into deeper water for safety. To compound matters, the staff was on what we determined was a Tongan snow day, and so was nowhere to be found. Instead the base manager, Kerris, came up and gave us a briefing as we sat on the porch. As she talked, the skies cleared and a gusty north wind filled the harbor with whitecaps.