18 April You're nicked!

Saturday and listening to the daily press briefings we know that there is minimal community transfer of Coronavirus on the island, the laws and advice to Stay Home Caymanians seems to be working. I'm a restless native who likes to be out and about, off the boat if possible, and there were no toilet rolls in stock at our nearest supermarket. All good excuses to persuade David we need to cycle to Cost U Less three miles away.

We load the bikes into the dinghy, call port security for clearance to proceed, travel 400m to the dock, offload bikes, assemble and begin our cycle to the big box store. That is until a police car pulls us over less than 200m from the dock. The officer gets out of his big truck, face mask under his chin, and asks where we're going. David explains and then the officer says the police received a phone call to report illegal maritime activity. Someone saw us in our dinghy and called 911 to dob us in. He asks for our names and address. I show our photo ID and David points at Jackster. We see the penny drop in the officer's eyes. You live on a boat? Yes. We have permission from port security. He makes a phone call and proclaims there is no charge to answer we are free to go. This is the second time someone has called the police to report us. Does someone have a vendetta against us? Not like yachties?

When we reach Cost U Less I find the needed toilet rolls and a couple of other items I didn't know we wanted and David finds half price Easter chocolates.