We left Allan's Cay early yesterday morning. Unfortunately we did end up meeting the young guys on the boat that sailed into anchor the night before. They had dropped their second anchor right on top of ours. They woke up suddenly when the mean old man in the boat next to them (Bill) yelled their boat name when he brought up their anchor along with ours. Luckily they responded quickly, and luckily they sleep in their underwear. One jumped into his dinghy and rowed right up to grab their anchor from Bill and we were on our way. We headed south for a couple of hours, motoring into the wind. It was rough but we are used to that now. Bill was concerned about the strong weather coming on Saturday so we were headed for the only place he could find that seemed to be protected from that direction. His hope was to get into The Pond at Norman's Cay where it is protected from all sides. We had to be there right at almost high tide because it's very difficult to get in, the water is very shallow. The approach was a bit scary since you have to go between two very big rocks without much space. We got in with no problem. It was beautiful in there. Almost right away we ran aground, and everywhere we turned we ran aground again. The only smart thing to do was to turn around and head out of there. If you can't get in at high tide there is no sense in going any further. Now we are anchored further south in Norman's Cay with a number of other boats. We aren't sure if all of them are staying through the weekend but we know we are. Norman's Cay is famous for being the home of a Columbian drug lord in the 1970's. He bought up all the real estate on the island and built a large airstrip for his drug operations. Of course the DEA wouldn't let that go on for too long. He was eventually arrested. Bill and I walked down the road to the airstrip which is still in use here. The only thing we saw on this end of the island is a restaurant that is currently being renovated. There was a four person airplane parked there and our timing was great. They were just about to take off down the airstrip. After we checked that out, we walked back down the road and found the drug lords' house that some cruisers we had met on the road had told us about. Everything here is open and falling apart. We went and checked it out. It must have been nice in its day. It certainly had a beautiful view! Today we will go snorkeling over the sunken airplane that is still in the harbor. It's the result of an accident during the drug smuggling days. It's not as intact as it used to be, but should still be interesting. We don't have very reliable Internet here, so no picture for this post now. It is sure to follow though so check back in a couple of days.