False start

Early mornign, all ready to go, I started the engine, we cast off and went. Only as far as the end of the slip when the engine stopped. Luckily, we were able to grab the last pile of the slip and return to the dock.
First thing first, I checked that we still had fuel in the tank. Then, suspecting that again some piece of algae had block the fuel line, I went to check the racor filter, after I closed the fuel valve, and found the bottle of the racor filter full of fuel. I went back up, restarted the engine, and it worked fine. After a few minutes, since everything looked OK, we went again. Then, once in the channel, we the wind too much ahead to sail, the engine started again to show signs of shutting off. Sweating with stress, heart beating fast, we managed to sail out of the channel and drop the hook outside.
I went back down to check and find out that I had forgotten to reopen the fuel valve. Oooppppssss !
So, we started again and this time, had no problem sail to Man-O-War cay through the Whale Cay passage which was manageable with the wind now down to less than 15 knots.
We arrived at Man-O-War cay at 11:40 but had trouble setting the anchor on grassy sand. At the third attempt, we came as close as possible to the beach to get some clean sand and then the anchor held.
After that, it was time to meet Ted Dowty and Barbara who took Ajut and Claudine in their golf cart to visit the island while I concentrated on meditating aboard Papy Jovial.
At 6:00 p.m., we all got together at the restaurant of the Eastern Harbour and had conch fritters and a nice grilled mahi-mahi dinner, washed down with clean water (Man-O-War rules). Very pleasant dinner, where everybody knows everybody else in the restaurant, and obviously a very social place for the island.
At 8:00 p.m., we returned to the boat and heaved away, sailed outside and around Elbow cay, Little Harbour, Hole-in-the-wall and up to the entrance of the Gran Lucaya waterway at 7:30 p.m. I had decided to leave Friday night as I knew that an intense cold front was likely to hit us on Sunday morning if we had spent the night in Man-O-War.
Going up the waterway with radar and MaxSea was not difficult at all and we tied up at Ezio's dock before 8:00 p.m.
Now hell can break loose, we are OK.
And, as always, more photos in the Papy Jovial album.