07/21/2011, Rose Island, East of Nassau!
We had a heck of a time setting the anchor...Dudley dove it and tried to help dig it in deeper but the bottom was a little grassy and hard. He wasn't very happy about it...but we decided to stay put! It's just an overnight, after all.
What we did get done was the new alternator belt installed. Yep, we had one that Dudley thought was too small! I said, "let's just try it! He said he will never doubt my positive outlook and optimism again. It was a struggle but we are back in action.
Don't know what this TS Brett is about, but we discussed what we would do in the event of 'bad weather' in the middle of the night! I set the anchor alarm on the Ray Marine chartplotter which went off the first blow at 2am! Dudley didn't hear it...but when I set the portable Garmin, he suggested I go to bed with it and he would stay up a bit! We were both on edge to say the least.
Not much sleep, neither one of us, and a 30 hour leg ahead of us...just great!
We took off at 8a just like we planned...just not sure if we will go to Chub Cay or onto Bimini. It's a slog no matter how you look at it in the Tongue of the ocean to boot! So much for the shallow Bahama Bank and won't see it again until we reach the NW Channel Light which makes for a very nervous captain. Dudley says that it's an important way point, and it's usually not there!
This beauty, full on from Nassau clear across to us here at Rose Island and landing right into Altair's waiting deck or so it seems. No pot of gold today, but we'll look at this vibrant rainbow as a good luck charm, just the same.
07/20/2011, Yellow Bank toward Rose Island, off Nassau!
We got a voice weather report from Highborne Cay..."Tropical Storm Brett would influence the northern Bahamas this morning...". What? Tropical Storm who? Where?
Great...no internet, no SSB report, no problem, right?
We did have some squalls that influenced our short leg to Rose, but that translates to "sailing"! They were short lived, but we enjoyed it for the little while we threw up the canvas each time, just after we gulped and looked at each other with a guery attached: "leave up the rags or strike 'em?"
Then I spotted these very special mammals...about 6 total, with a baby sticking close to 'mom' playing in our bow wake. A huge treat since we haven't see them of any of their relatives in a very long time.
Sorry for the inferior pix...just had to share our good fortune with our guests this morning.
07/19/2011, Next to Highborne...so far away!
We couldn't leave Highborne Cay Marina fast enough. The prices were outta this world and we were like a fish out of water among these mega yachts. Oriole Cookies were $10.00; showers, back in the boondocks and mosquito infested, were timed at 4 minutes and cost $4 each; just to name a few atrocities about this 'exclusive' privately owned marina.
This place called Allens is a breath of fresh air! Just nature, crystal clear torquoise water, flora, fauna and the reefs.
We saw the famous or infamous, depending on your outlook, iguanas with a face only a mother could love; we met a life long cruiser with her daughter and two grandsons visiting from the US, on SV Island Gal; met Harry and his crew on 'Bout Time' who sold us some conch; watched the tourists arrive on two go fast boats filled to the limit with folks checking out those ancient looking reptiles; and then explored some possible sites to snorkel when the tide goes slack three hours from now.
This is what we found...a very verdant, healthy, vibrant, shallow reef, stuffed with fish. Dudley was worried it was "Shark Thirty", which it was at 5:30pm, but it was gorgeous and I positively did not want to get out of the water.
07/18/2011, Highborne Cay Marina
We really sailed...we were hoping, wishing, praying that we would have wind and we did....but you can't believe it...on the nose...outta the south, which we were privy to, but then it went west and we were on the Bahama Bank dodging the 'bores', the reefs in funny shapes sticking out toward the west...doesn't it just figure!
We decided we would check out the marina @ Highborne Cay. It's touted as a pretty hoity toity place but we need stuff. We need provisions, desperate for veggies and fruit; we are hoping for an alternator belt; and our last in line water filter was supposed to last 6 months, with the tanks cleaned out...it's bad...need new filter. We need diesel, water and who knew...a slip.
There are only 20 slips, maybe, stacked with very big, very expensive "yachts" and they are full, but just happend to have a slip for us. We were not saavy. We tried to back in, easier to get out tomorrow...NOT...and the mosquitos.
All secured, lines, fenders, mosquito screens in place... we took off with 'sundowners in hand' each, for the exploration part of landing in a new place.
With all the mega bucks tied up in this place...Dudley says, "that's a boat with a story"...we took off and met Mike and Diana! Yamacraw started out in the Chesapeake Bay, Tilghman Island, hauling in the fish along with it's sister ships. She's 90 years old and still working. Mike and Diana have turned her into a supply boat and what a story! I would love to share more...but the bugs drove us away and them inside!
07/17/2011, Thought we were leaving Warderick today....
Wow...guess we better wait here! What a surprise!
07/16/2011, Further South...same area...Warderick still!
I really wanted to check out another reef...this one in deeper water and the tide is starting to run...slack tide is very skimpy...darn it!
We are in a very protected area...conch are thriving and prolific, lobster are as well, and this yummy...I mean healthy specimen, is getting bigger each day because he can hide and become one with his environment! Can't help seeing grouper or snapper without thinking "lunch"!
We are so grateful for the work they do here...thanks to all who make this possible @ Exuma Park!