
Stumbling Upon Treasure At Ridgefest
Day 134. Still moored at Port Sloan. Last week’s tornado left our galley door tattered and our provisions soggy. Luckily, I overheard some locals at the Mestizo Brew Cantina speakin’ of a Wheat festival nearby that promised fresh beer and merry tunes. We gathered our empty wheat sacks in hopes of procuring some flour and