Delayed Cheeseburgers in Paradise
04/16/2009, Marsh Harbor anchorage Great Abacos
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Marsh Harbor, Great Abaco Cay
Well the engine maintenance took longer than expected yesterday and neither of us felt like dinghying into town so we stayed aboard and didn't celebrate Diana's birthday with Cheeseburgers in Paradise (we did that today). While working on the engine, we noticed Spirit pulling into the marina (love those guys - she has the most beautiful white hair and a wonderful tan that makes her stand out). They came by to say hi and to find out what our itinerary was and where we'd been, and to tell us about their travels and itinerary. It's similar to ours only they're planning on heading to the states this Sunday. We're still moseying around for another couple of weeks before heading back to the states.
Today we headed to town for those cheeseburgers, groceries and laundry. I'd heard that the "Golden Grouper" had the best cheeseburgers in the Abacos so we headed there (hey nothing but the best for Diana's birthday!). It's a small little place that locals and cruisers both pack into at lunch time. You'd definitely expect that they'd have seafood there (they do) but they also had good-looking club sandwiches and the burgers. I was not disappointed - the burgers were huge, juicy, loaded, tasty and reasonably priced at 5.95 (10.85 if you include a large portion of fries and slaw). Remember that scrawny 14.00 burger I had at Norman's Cay? I'd have probably paid 14.00 for this one and not been disappointed. The slaw and fries that accompanied the burger were good - this place gets a 4-conch horn blast from me (on a scale of 1-5 blasts).
After satisfying our hunger we hit the grocery store then paid our ransom to the boys guarding the dinghies at the dinghy dock. Um did I mention them yet? School is out here for spring break this week and there's a group of 3-4 boys at the dinghy dock where you tie up the dinghy to go to shore. They help you on and off, and help tie up. Then look at you expectantly for thanks or a tip... I would much rather see them here being entrepreneurs than off doing other things - so of course I tip them a buck for "guarding our dinghy"... Anyhow, they're sweet - I can see them from our boat - standing there all day waiting for the cruisers to come in and out from their boats - trying to make a buck (see picture).
After depositing our groceries and gathering up some laundry we headed over to Harbor Marine to do our laundry. It's closer - we can dinghy up to the marina, as opposed to going back to the dinghy dock and hauling our laundry ½ mile to the laundromat. It's 7.50/wash-load at the laundry, vs 8.00 per load (wash and dry) at the marina. Let's see haul it a ½ mile and back or tie up at the marina... We opted for the marina which was probably cheaper too once you add in the drier costs at the Laundromat. They have nice facilities and a pool at the marina (which we couldn't use because we weren't staying there).
Then back at the boat again. We were still semi-full from our Cheeseburger lunch so snacked instead of a dinner tonight. We still hear the conch horns issuing down the sun at sunset here. Time to turn on the anchor light.
Birthday transisitons - Happy Birthday Diana
04/15/2009, Marsh Harbor
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Marsh Harbor, Great Abaco Island
Wow! What a night. What a wild night. Straight-line winds and storms issued my birthday out, and Diana's birthday in. Happy Birthday Diana! A sunset to share with you :) I surely wish that I could have gotten pictures of the clouds, rain, and lightening that occurred between 11:00 and midnight.
Wayne sat up and watched a squall approach us last night from dark until about 10 - 10:30. The lightening was subtle, at first just lighting up the clouds in the distance. No thunder to be heard. As it got closer, you could see it, dancing in the dark, between and behind clouds, then closing the distance between clouds and land. Mother nature was putting on quite a show last night. I wasn't paying attention, as I should have, until Wayne went to bed and I went up to look about and turn off the wind generator. Lightening was flashing all around lighting up the sky so I could see stars to one side of the boat and a large towering shelf cloud that blocked out the stars and sky to the other side. The winds started howling at a faster speed and thunder could finally be heard as the lightening flashed. It blinded me for a minute then I could feel the ocean of air around me, raging, becoming much cooler as the dark, glowing clouds engulfed the remaining stars in the sky, covering the boat in a downpour of pelting, sheet rain.
As I looked to starboard all I could see was the bow of Arita (a beautiful wood boat from Sydney Australia) moving faster towards our side. Wayne came up at the same time as we were dancing around on the water being buffeted by the winds and waves and pelted by the rain. I tried to start the boat but it wouldn't turn over so Wayne had to race below and switch the battery bank over from #2 to numbers 1 & 2 (1 is our starting battery, 2 our house batteries) and turn on all the instruments while I tried to start the motor. All I could see was the bowsprit of Arita zooming in on me as the motor finally turned over and I threw the boat into forward to avoid a collision. Arita saw us during this commotion and was blowing her horn at us, but until the engine started, there wasn't much we could do. After putting her in forward and gunning it to stop the anchor chain from pulling further, we put the chart plotter on to see where we were. The anchor alarm was singing "anchors away" at us as soon as it came on, and after the boat was stabilized as well as could be during this downpour, it looked like we moved about 90 m from our original anchor spot. We couldn't see far in front of us, with all the sheeting water, but could see that a boat that was next to us, was now close to our bow, and at one side was a large powerboat, and the other side Arita.
We stayed up top until after 12:30am and then went below as things died down. During all the confusion Wayne managed to get the hatch and ports closed in the V-berth and while the berth was a little moist, it could have been much worse. The entire scenario could have been worse.
I went to bed around 1:00 am and I'm not sure what time Wayne finally crawled into bed. He sat up reading for a while. It was a wild night/morning. Wayne just told me he came to bed at quarter after two.
This morning, needless to say I slept until 7:30 (and that wasn't enough for either of us). While drinking coffee and listening to the cruiser's net on channel 68, Arita came by to tell us what a wonderful job we did last night. He said we hadn't drug but our chain was being pulled (his words - stretched). He was quite nice about it and I appreciated his pat on the back. It was stressful for me last night. He said there wouldn't have been anything I could have done but play bumper boats if the engine hadn't started, but I sure didn't want to do that with his bow coming at me. I told him that we were waiting until daylight to re-anchor. He mentioned, and I already knew, that a front was coming in tonight - so more of the same - 25-knot winds with possible gusts into the 30s are forecast for tonight. The day has just begun. We have to re-anchor, do some engine maintenance, then head to shore for groceries, laundry and cheeseburgers in paradise... It does rain and storm in paradise, but not often. We're thinking that the laundry may wait until tomorrow - we'll just stand all our dirty, salty laundry up in a corner tonight LOL.
A day of reflection
04/14/2009, Marsh Harbor Great Abaco Island (N26*32.845 W77*03.419)
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Got to be on the Internet for the first time in awhile so am able to update my blog. Thank you for the birthday wishes everyone. I missed being home - It was hard for me today - thinking about my mom. Growing up, it was always one of those days that I knew I'd see or hear from her. This year it's just hard for me - even surrounded by the beautiful islands. Christmas and birthdays... I hear it gets better with time.
Poor Wayne couldn't figure out what was wrong (I always love birthdays) - I was in a funk a good part of the day - to much time to think soooo we explored some of Marsh Harbor, went shopping and went to dinner at Mangos. I had cracked conch and conch chowder (both good) and Wayne had fresh Mahi - delicious! It tasted nothing like the frozen stuff we get back home. Instead of birthday cake - I had Key Lime Pie and then we walked around for a while before heading back to the boat.
This was pretty much a day of reflection for me. Another one of where I've been, where I am, where I'm going.
Where I've been - what can I say? I am who I am because of where I've been, and how I've handled the circumstances that life met me with.
Where I am? I'm at a place in life where I have a partner that is sometimes frustrating, sometimes funny, sometimes condescending, very private, often misunderstood by others, but very loving. I am somewhere I've always wanted to be - a place called loved. You can't ask for more than that. There are ups and downs - always... hopefully they always balance. My partner in life keeps me off balance and at the same time balanced. So where am I in life? I am loved...I appreciate being here.
Where I'm going... that's a tough question. There are a few loose ends to take care of before I can answer that one. But I thought about it a lot today. I appreciate that I've been given this chance at life. I felt like a throwaway child growing up, but it led me to where I am; where I'm going; wherever I'm going; I'm living life - hopefully with my partner of many years, for many more years.
I'm going to try and upload my journal now - the connection keeps breaking and is pretty slow. There must be a lot of people using the bandwidth this evening. Isn't that life...
Clouds are building on the horizon and Wayne watches the lightening as it glows behind those distant clouds. It's pretty. It lights the clouds from behind as the stars twinkle above us. The wind generator hums as the air spins the props.