With one last wish and kiss for our boat we headed up north to the mainland.
We were loaded up with snacks and water, we knew we had enough fuel to get us to our first checkpoint in Fort Lauderdale.
Urgency increased with us getting out of there because latest track forecast was showing Irma to go Directly. Over. Our. Boat. I kid you eff-ing not.
Just Mother Nature saying: Those Hunsinger kids are getting a bit cocky. Time for a wakeup call.
With the help of Google Maps and traffic we made it up to our hotel in great time. Even the 18 mile stretch wasn't that bad. We zoomed by a bunch of people in the Islamorada Backup (always happens-hurricane notwithstanding) by going over to the old US1 frontage road.
However, concern was growing as we started seeing not only the 40 car deep lines for gas, but the number of gas stations that were out of gas, not getting more and boarding up.
We stayed at the Seminole Hard Rock in Hollywood, FL, they, as always were fantastic as I had rearranged our reservation about five times. Southwest was also fantastic. Delta....not so much.
Hard Rock is a Cat 5 rated hotel with elevated parking garage and one of our favorite restaurants Kuro in the entire world. Not a bad place to hunker down as we figure out what our next step was going to be.
So, at this point our week had been: Monday-Central Nebraska, Tuesday-Key West, Wednesday-Fort Lauderdale.
Time for a big, big deep breath.
...and constant forecast watching
...and second-guessing what we could more we could have done
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