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Still in Bimini Part I
02/18/2009, Bimini Islands

Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Well we're still in Bimini. The winds were gusting strong from the NE so we decided to stay put today. There's another boat heading out tomorrow for Nassau (Soooo Fine 2) so we thought we'd hook up with them and Aurora to go over to the banks and anchor then head on over the following day towards Chub Cay/Frazier Hog Cay. With a northerly heading towards us Morgan's Bluff wouldn't be a good anchorage (it's open to the north) so we'll wait to head down to Morgan's Bluff.

We went over to Layne & Joan's boat & Layne got me connected to a weak signal on the Internet so I was able to check out the weather and see if we'd heard anything from our lawyer (or anyone else). Mary, Steph and Randy checked in - Aloha Randy - hope all is well in Hawaii. I think of you and hope things are going better for you (I still have my moments). You realize if we ever do make it through Panama I have every intention of trying to reach you in our little boat...

Layne was showing us his You Tube videos on how to build wind generators while we were over there. Wow, excellent stuff! So we could have built one very similar to the KISS one we bought for a third of the cost. We'll have to check in on his videos periodically and stay in touch with them. They're from Wisconson not far from Green Bay so if we get the boat back home again we'll have to visit them for a sail on the Great Lakes.

Partly cloudy, mid to lower 70s
02/17/2009, Bimini, Blue Water Marina

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

It was a cool, beautiful morning out with a good breeze. Made sausage and eggs and had some more of that delicious Bimini bread with it and we split a banana and orange. After breakfast we walked into Alice Town and out to the tip of the island where we'd come in at, to the cemetery and out to the wreck. I don't know how long it's been there, but it's pretty well mostly breaking apart. I couldn't imagine being the house in front of it watching it crash up onto the shore. Just think, for the next 100 years or so, they have a wonderful view of a rusting hulk sitting in front of their beach view and actually on their beach.

I was going to pick up another loaf of bread for when we leave tomorrow but the bread lady wasn't there today. When we got back to the boat I saw Denny standing out on the dock near his boat so we went over to say hi. They're going back towards Bimini Bay Resort with another couple (up the river) and wanted to know if we wanted to come along too but we need to get diesel before we can take off tomorrow. They plan on heading out tomorrow too so maybe we can buddy with them out until they head north. They're going to the Berry's and then toward the Abacos but we're both heading toward North Rock and Mackie Shoals? Another front is supposed to be coming in Thursday so we need to be tucked in off the bank by then. Rick (an instructor) was talking about going over to the End of the World Bar this evening so we might head over there too. It sounds intriguing.

Well we never made it to the Bar, we ended up over near the pool for sundowners with Denny and Brigid and Layne and Joan from the Shahadaroba (the motor boat 2 boats down from us on our dock). All the French speaking Quebec boats were by the pool also. After we got back to the boat I couldn't believe how cold I'd gotten. Made ham sandwiches with the last of the Bimini bread and now its time for some shuteye.

Part 2 of 2/16

We got directions on where to find the bread - don't leave Bimini without trying the bread - it's wonderful! The bread lady is the last one past the stalls that sell clothing and straw hats. After getting our bread we visited the museum (the last scene from the Silence of the Lambs was filmed here), the library (they have a ton of paperbacks) and the beach on the windward side of the island (breath taking with the onshore winds from the northwest cold front moving in). The sand is white and comprised of corals and shells. The water is so breathtakingly beautiful in light and dark shades of aquamarine with white caps and foam breaking into the shore and on the rocks. There's a small shelf of hardened coral sand that stands above the beach sand and further back from the waves that was previously eroded away by previous seas - coquina in the making, and conch shells all in varying states of decomposition littered along the beach.
They have an "all grades" school here and the kids were all out in the yard for lunch when we walked by. One little guy was in a tree and an older girl yelled out to me "Take his picture and send it to the Police" I responded "he's not supposed to climb the tree?" "No - he's in trouble" at which he hung then dropped down from the tree, then they all started admonishing him. The next time we passed it coming back to the boat, the yard was empty and the lunch ladies were carrying their stuff back across the street.
We passed by the Big Game Club/Marina, which stands strangely vacant, but in good shape. They have murals painted all along the wall along the street of various sea life that made me think of Steph and Alli. I could see them doing this kind of stuff down here. From the water as we passed by this place coming in - the docks are empty and look brand new. I wonder what happened to the place because it's quite the compound. Not enough business to stay open? Came back after exploring the town a little further and stopping at the Bank of Canada to get some ones and fives.

Pork chops, salad and Bimini Bread for dinner with the rest of my Verdi wine. The bread is awesome - similar to the Hawaiian Sweet bread but better. It's definitely worth the $5! After dinner we wandered down near the grills to see if anyone was still there. They weren't. Brigid said there's usually a group of cruisers there between 4-7pm but we didn't get there until close to 7pm. The air has cooled off quite a bit. The cold front is here - time to put a blanket back on the bed.

As I'm typing this up, the Frenchman is serenading life again. This time somebody else is joining in the singing. I think it's the boat from Quebec which is on the inside part of the T-Dock that we're on.

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