Tarpon Springs

The marina we ended up at is up the Anclote river a few miles in a little place called Tarpon Springs. A hundred years ago there were only natural sponges, and the best folks at diving for them were Greek. A quaint little community grew here which is very walkable, with shopping, restaurants, and a Greek bakery that is turning out to be quite lethal. We spent most of the day after the crossing just resting and cleaning up.