Mike and I needed some sleep. It was mid-afternoon and we didn't seem to do too well at night, so I decided to check us into this fishing resort across the street from the checkpoint. Then Mike, Tom and I went to a little Cuban restaurant (they were just closing for the day at 3pm, but took pity and allowed us to order. It was delicious!) When we got back to the checkpoint, we saw the Brogan coming in. Hmm, they had been heading out when we saw them last. What was up? Navigation error - they had tied up for a rest, and when they woke up, the tide had switched so they had headed out when they thought they were heading in. They were tuckered and checked into the hotel as well. Ah, sweet fortune: We were in the lead again!