Some days the decisions we have to make are so hard. Shall
we go to the beach and read…..
Or should we build a sand sculpture?
Or maybe it’s a day to put out the spinnaker and make some
miles.
During the past few weeks since leaving Cat Island, we have
been doing more island hopping.
We returned to Little Farmers Cay in time for the island’s
biggest event, the 5 Fs: First Friday of February Farmers Festival.
The 5 Fs brings both cruisers and islanders together for a
weekend of events including a regatta with Bahamian wooden boats. When we were
here before (Ty’s Sunset Grill of a previous blog) there
were no other boats; this time there were probably 100! Friday began with clouds and rain and then
the wind died to almost nothing, but the race went on and we were positioned so
that the finish line was directly behind out boat.
Bahamian C-Class wooden racing boats at the finish
line, no doubt wishing for wind!
From here we ambled on south stopping again at Lee Stocking
Island to collect more coconuts. A couple great snorkeling reefs with beautiful
coral and sponges were the next stop. The reefs also gave up lobster, one large
enough to serve four of us for dinner and still have leftovers!
We passed another beach that has pigs. One probable reason
for the presence of pigs is that the Spanish left them on various islands to be
a ready food source in case they might return.
Then we worked our way back to George Town. This is a destination for many who spend the rest of the
winter and it reminds me of a big RV park on water. Each morning there is a
cruiser’s net broadcast on the radios that includes information on weather,
local businesses and a buy, sell and trade segment. Elizabeth Harbour divides
George Town on Exuma Island from Stocking Island where many of the cruisers
anchor and where many activities take place. I saw water aerobics on Sand
Dollar beach; yoga and volleyball at Chat and Chill beach where we also
attended a history talk; and there is an extensive network of trails to hike. One of
those trails took us to Monument.
“Monument” has no marker on it and appears to be a monument
to no one, just a marker of the highest point nearby. The view is marvelous.
After a few days we headed out toward Long Island through
some of the clearest, bluest water yet.
Sometimes it's hard to find the horizon.
Stopping for the day at Hog Cay (no pigs on this one), we found two
beaches that were littered with clothes, probably from a Haitian boat that was
intercepted. There were also a few artifacts including these wood carvings.
We collected many of the clothes, mostly child-size, which
are in perfect condition (no rusted zippers, elastic still tight) and will
launder and give them away later on Eleuthera.
Continuing the dinghy exploration, we spotted what I’ve been hoping to see –
absolutely gorgeous white sand in the midst of the exquisite blue water. It was nearing low tide so we got the full
effect of the beauty.
Back at the boats, two young Canadian fellows had joined
the anchorage. They are aboard a Wharham which is basically a zero frills 21-foot double hull sailing vessel. The tent structure you see is their cover from the elements, they have a small motor, but there are no instruments except a GPS which they said doesn't work. They've used old fashioned dead-reckoning to sail from Florida to the Bahamas and are having a marvelous time. Now that's an adventure!
Coming up: Our next destination, under vastly less primitive conditions, Long Island.