Father Al and the the Jazz Congregation

Friday (8/22/14) Our Last Day in Fort Myers Beach

Osprey with Prey

Osprey with Prey

Pelican by the dinghy dock

Pelican by the dinghy dock

It’s hard to believe we’ve been a week in Ft. Myers Beach. This week really has flown by. Tomorrow, God and weather permitting, we’ll move down the coast a few more miles. Today’s plans included a visit to the beach, laundry and a little more wifi.

Times Square

Times Square

We had our bowls of cereal this morning and took our dinghy into the marina. From there, we walked the three or four blocks to the beach. I’m not sure why it took us so long to visit the beach, but better late than never. The sun was warm and the water refreshing. After a little exercise walking along the beach, we decided to grab a little ice cream at DQ in Times Square (No, not that Times Square… The little collection of shops and restaurants next to the pier in the downtown area is called “Times Square”). After spending a couple of hours at the beach, we returned to Beatitude for lunch.

Standing on the Ft. Myers Pier overlooking the beach

Standing on the Ft. Myers Pier overlooking the beach

As Zac Brown would sing, "I've got my toes in the water..."

As Zac Brown would sing, “I’ve got my toes in the water…”

The Pier

The Pier

Wading out into the water on Ft. Myers Beach

Wading out into the water on Ft. Myers Beach

A view from the pier

A view from the pier

Looking down the pier into Times Square

Looking down the pier into Times Square

Cindy in for a little swim

Cindy in for a little swim

In the afternoon, we visited the marina laundry for more wifi and to do a couple of loads. Wouldn’t you know it.. the wifi was not working. 🙁 After returning the laundry to the boat we spent our last evening having dinner al fresco listening to jazz at the Matanzas Inn on the waterfront. What a wonderful way to end our week in Ft. Myers. It is somewhat ironic (given that the rector at our church in Lakeland, FL is Fr. Al) that the name of the group was Fr. Al and the Jazz Congregation. The band, consisting of a keyboard player, a drummer (Fr. Al), a bassist, and a vocalist, was excellent. By the way, Fr. Al is not a “real” Fr., but earned the nickname because he was someone his band members felt they could always confide in. I was thrilled at their repertoire consisting of mainly Jazz standards. Life doesn’t get much better than fine food and spirits, jazz, and my beautiful bride sitting beside me at a waterfront restaurant.

Shrimp boats

Shrimp boats

The other end

The other end

And, yet another...

And, yet another…

Cindy in control

Cindy in control

Father Al and the Jazz Congregation

Father Al and the Jazz Congregation

Father Al

Father Al

We hurriedly finished our food upon hearing rumbles of thunder and seeing a line of dark clouds coming our way. We sprinted to the dinghy and raced the weather to Beatitude. We arrived just in time to batten down the hatches and make all things secure. We then sat back and watched mother nature put on a show. The wind, rain, and lightning was intense, though brief. After the worst had passed, we were treated to a beautiful lightning display as the squall slogged along into the gulf.

Running for ice before racing the storm home

Running for ice before racing the storm home

The sun sets while the storm clouds roll in

The sun sets while the storm clouds roll in

The not-so-perfect storm

The not-so-perfect storm

Lightning silhouettes the sailboat in foreground

Lightning silhouettes the sailboat in foreground

Lightning! (If you've ever tried to photograph lightning you know how difficult it is.  That is testimony to how frequent the lightning was this night.)

Lightning! (If you’ve ever tried to photograph lightning you know how difficult it is. That is testimony to how frequent the lightning was this night.)

5 thoughts on “Father Al and the the Jazz Congregation

  1. Thanks so much for your blogging. It is such a pleasure to sit back and enjoy your daily adventures. LOVE IT. LOVE IT. THANKS.

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