And as I sit in splendid (if bleary-eyed) comfort in the Winnie, parked in Key Largo, I am weighing my interest in a glass of wine against the ever-present possibility that I might need to spring into ground-control duty and fetch Team Spawn from wherever they need retrieving.
Still, crossing fingers and knocking wood, they should be coming over the horizon before dawn.
Here are some photos, and I'm going to try to try a little dose of shut-eye.
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