Staniel Cay N24° 10.412' W76° 26.851’
02 April 2009 | 24 10.412N 76 26.851W
Randy
We started the day sailing back out to the sound and heading north, but it was quite rough and wind and waves hit us on the starboard quarter, causing a continuous roll that nobody was enjoying. Dan was again sleeping in, and again got seasick. Some people are slow learners ... ! J
We decided to cross back over to the banks early and did so at Galliot Cut, north of Cave Cay. A much smoother ride and we arrived at Staniel Cay mid afternoon. Happy hour at the Staniel Cay Yacht Club I a thing of the past, so we decided to head back to the boat and prepare to go snorkeling at the grotto. As everyone was getting ready, I was in the dinghy sorting through a few things. Suddenly, I noticed some asshole headed full speed in his dinghy straight at me. The last time we were here, something similar happened twice, and I decided I was going to be ready if it ever happened again. At the time, I had the dinghy anchor in my hand and was thinking seriously about throwing it at this moron, and then I realized it was our good friends Joe and Deb of Sea Note! He was clowning around of course, and we all laughed. It was great to see them, finally. These are the folks who lost their transmission when they were approaching Bimini after crossing the Gulf Stream, and returned to Miami to get it fixed. I was beginning to think we would miss them on this trip. Anyway, after snorkeling the grotto, which Dan and Kristin thought was fabulous, we had dinner Kristinly, and Joe and Deb, along with Dean and Susan (Autumn Borne) joined us and we had so many laughs. On this night, the youngsters went to bed early (too much the night before, I think) and the old people stayed up until the wee hours.
We did the drift dive from the cut again, and this turned out to be Dan's favorite part of the trip. On this float, we saw a huge manta ray swimming right behind us. Hard to say how big it was, but I don't think 8' - 10' across from wing tip to wing tip would be much of an exaggeration. We also did the obligatory trip to hog beach to see the swimming pigs. I don't think farmer Dan was very impressed. ;-)