Where has the time gone! We left Cambridge Cay yesterday after 4 nights. The wind howled Monday and Tuesday, going down on Wednesday to around 15 knots, but the seas were still up, so we delayed our departure until yesterday. During our stay we acquired a friend, a 3' Ramoera. I'm not sure that I'm spelling it right, but its the kind of fish that attaches itself to sharks and then feeds on the scraps the sharks leave after feeding. At first we had no idea what it was. It attaches to the shark by a sort of suction cup on the back of its head. We thought it had had the top of its head was sliced off, but a kayaker who we gave some fresh water to identified it. It became oddly friendly, and lived under our boat the whole time we were there. It was sort of like a pet on board. Whenever we got into the dinghy it came out as if to say "Where are you going? Can I go too?" and when we returned, out it would come as if asking "Where have you been? Why were you so long???" We fed it scraps and it was quite picky and choosy. We changed moorings on Tuesday to get out of the current, and Ronnie came with us. We wondered if he might attach himself to us and cross over here with us, but he seems to be gone. He was ugly, but friendly! But, big news, I fixed the watermaker! I got a replacement pump shipped to Vancouver and brought it back with us. I stalled putting it in as long as possible, but tackled it and after 4 hours it was up and running! I also did a few other jobs that had piled up. But beyond that we passed the days hiking, exploring around the protected cays and snorkeling. My next job is to clean the bottom of the boat. I can see from the rudder that we have acquired a nice garden that we are towing. So I'll look for an opportunity to put on my SCUBA gear and tackle it. Yesterday we headed out the cut between Cambridge and O'Brien's Cay and into the now calmed Exuma Sound. With a 10-14 knot breeze just ahead of our beam, we headed up on out course of 028M (magnetic) up to Eleuthera. By early afternoon the wind began to die, so we motor-sailed up to Powell Point when it died altogether. Down came the sails and we motored the last few miles. With the fishing lure out all across, we were blanked! Not a nibble except for some seaweed. In Rock Sound, we found a spot to anchor in between the 20 other oats, and were just settled for 2 minutes when a big rain squall blew in and covered us in driving rain. But we were well anchored and just sat in the cockpit snugged in. With another major front coming in tomorrow night, it looks like we're here for a few days. But we can use the time to re-stock.