It was so amazing to sail thru North Channel Rocks just a few hours ago, put a sight on Man-O-War and glide on the gentle breeze with just the jib up heading east through Elizabeth Harbour. It is as familiar as our very own shimmering emerald Biscayne Bay, with all the reefs to skirt, Dudley up on the bow, confirming what the chart plotter tells us instead of the dead reckoning so second nature from the past.

We still have the eyes of child, full of excitement and wonder which propelled us into wharp speed to get into town through the infamous bridge which leads us to that special dock behind Exuma market. RO water is still free and available at the same old dock, the renovations are evident that were contributed by the cruisers back in 2005 at the top of the ramp leading to civilization.

So comforting...we are almost home! Our first order of biz is to Top and Bottom, where Fredricka is wailing to someone about finding her son and dragging him back to her by hhis hair if necessary. She turns to us and says "OMG, my son..."!

It's a very special place this 'Chicken Harbor', Georgetown Exumas!!!!

Dudley and Bec