Connected by a bar to an island in the distance, Torrey Island makes a good picnic spot. Juliet can easily sail across the shoal into the little protected bay where we dropped anchor. The fine gravel on the beach felt like some kind of hot rock spa treatment that might cost $600 in a resort. At this point, Jennifer and I still thought we were on a daysail. As we left Torrey, the question of turnaround time came up.
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