But cruising rarely follows a plan, even a vague one, and so far ours has already changed. Somewhere around Cape Hatteras (they planned the rounding during a nice high-pressure system and had hoped to sneak around the notorious Cape under power in light conditions), the engine's transmission developed a whine. Green and crew landed in Beaufort, NC, then made a dash to Southport to pull the transmission and get it to Mack Boring. So instead of driving all the way south, the girls and I met up with Lyra in Southport and will get to sail down the rest of the way after the engine is put back together this week. My mom-in-law, who was part of the delivery crew (yeah, my mother-in-law is pretty cool-- she still sails offshore), will drive my car down to Fla. and we'll meet up there. Somewhere… it's a big state (sorry mom!).