It wasn’t too far until reached Green Turtle Bay—“GTB”—where we held a tasting of Jefferson's bourbons. So many great people came out. The event was a joy, but I think everyone is much more excited to be able to taste the bourbon in the barrels from the boat when they eventually get bottled. It’s amazing to think people will have a chance to taste a part of history, and part of this amazing journey, once this liquid goes from barrel to bottle.

I was going to leave the next day, when I found out that my navigation lights went out. While they may not have had any navigation lights 150 years ago, I think I might need them for this trip. In any event, the delay to get those fixed served as a fine excuse for some family to come visit.My mom and sister came down, and it’s always a pleasure to see them. I think they may even be proud of what I'm doing, finally!

New GTB flag!

New GTB flag!