The party was a blast, I made Sushi for the first time in my life!! Sushi chefs of the world have no worries. It is not as easy as they make it look. But it was the hit of the party. Folks had not had fresh tuna in awhile. The party even gave us a "Green Flash".
The next day the boys invite me to go hunting. They know the best spots to go. The process is to dive down and look under basically every rock. It is not long until there are lobster in the boats. Unfortunately when I get excited while hanging upside down trying to get a shot off I hit a peice of fire coral. It hit me in the lip cheek and arm. I harvest the lobster, and head back to the boat for treatment. Rita on "M/V Magic" tells me lime juice cortrizes the wound. She forgot to tell me it burns like a mother. I did not cry and was a big boy and survived!!!!!!
02/24/07 22 18.804"N 75 46.024"W
It is Saturday so Chet and I decide a 0830 exit will be in order. The plan is to go south to Double Breasted Cay then basically, leisurely work our way back north, exploring as we go. Double Breasted Cay is the destination today. It is approx 35 miles, the wind is out of the east and the seas are about 3-4 ft. on the beam.
I decide that I am rode hard and put up wet. So we will just motor sail today. It is a beautiful trip down. The water is just amazingly clear. In thirty to forty feet of water it is easy to see the reefs below us. The islands we pass are gorgeous with great coves, reefs, and beaches, just waiting for trip back up!
When we arrive at Double Breasted we are welcomed in by Roger on "S/V Kokomo", a PDQ catamaran. There are 4 boats here, all PDQs, and one Lagoon, not a monohull in sight, this is "cat country". They invite us to a beach party, held in honor of our arrival, like they needed an excuse.
02/23/07 22 53.025"N:75 52.218"W
Two milestones reached today, we break the Tropic of Cancer, and hit the 1500 mile mark!
The Jumentos are an eighty mile string of islands, separating the Bahamas Banks from the Crooked Island Passage/Atlantic Ocean, and southeast of Georgetown. There is only one town, Duncan Town which consists of a small market, a church, government building/jail (one cell which is actually used for storage) and a couple of bar and grills. Basically down here you are on your own. A few boats visit here, but not many, as it is off the beaten path. But they have great diving, a lot of lobsters and fish of every species, Most of the edible type.
We pull anchor as the sun is coming up and head out of Elizabeth Harbor for Hog Cay Cut. Hog Cay is a VERY intricate and SHALLOW passage to the banks. It is mid tide (rising) and we see 4.7 feet, no sweat as we draw 3.5.
The wind is out of the North at 10-15 and we are on a southeasterly heading. It is a beautiful nine hour, 55 mile sail over to Flamingo Cay.
The seas have built a bit with the northerly winds and protection scarce a getting out of the swell is basically impossible. We anchor literally 12 feet from the next boat, with a quick apology to them and a "we understand reply"; we are set for the evening. The swell is 90 degrees off the wind, so we tie the bridle to the mid cleat and bow cleat so we lie parallel to all, (3), boats rather than into the wind.