At the seaplane base, I presented my airline badge, and Seaborne’s friendly agent checked me in; the Twin Otter soon returned from St. Thomas and splashed down in front of the base, once headquarters to the famed Antilles Air Boats line and its fleet of 20 Grumman Gooses and two Short Sandringhams. Hurricane Maria destroyed two of the docks last year, but the third survived; 14 other passengers and I soon filed down it and up a gangplank to the bobbing floatplane. Both pilots — dressed in tropical uniforms of khaki shorts, pilot shirt with epaulets and ball caps — were standing outside, greeting the passengers. It was a quick turn, 15 minutes scheduled, but with plenty of fuel, beautiful weather and a usually VFR operation, there’s not too much to be done between flights. I chatted with them briefly and discovered that the captain, Dennis, is a sailor, has a 35-foot Ericson in a slip down the road and wants to start cruising soon. He’s clearly in the right place.