Well... whad 'da know.... Contrary to prevailing perceptions, S/V Blondie-Dog does indeed occasionally throw off her mooring ball lines and sets sail just for the heck of it.
Note that the tall downtown Miami buildings seen in the distant background are somewhat obscured by a haze of smoke that had enveloped the city.
A lightning strike somewhere in the middle of the Everglades earlier that week had lit up a grass fire that wouldn't quit. Winds later shifted from out of the west resulting in a lot of crud blowing over the city.
Incidentally, not that it has anything to do with sailing nor that anyone gives a rat's ass, but "Clean Coal" has to be the biggest oxymoron ever contrived.
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