We collect Bill and Gill from Marsh Harbour airport at 10.15 - unlike taking the M25 for the journey to Heathrow or Gatwick this road is almost completely empty. The one traffic light in town is on 'green' and we arrive in time to see the aircraft land.

They've had a long day but there's no rest for new arrivals! Gill & I cycle into town to the supermarket for a quick top up of supplies whilst the Boys, with a much more complex shopping list, make their way to the liquor store to boost supplies of wines.

By 11 am next day we are ready for the off. It's overcast with a 'brisk' wind gusting 38 knots but with a half-jib rigged we manage about 7.2 knots and quite comfortable even though the sea is rather lumpy. As you can see from this pic there was a certain amount of heel. The Boys loved it.

A Sunsail motorcat passes us, rolling and pitching quite heavily - we exchange waves. A couple of small motorboats, three ferries and a large container ship are the only other madmen out today.

We arrive at Orchid Bay Marina on Gt Guana Cay get settled in and decide that a good walk will do us all the world of good. We take a gentle stroll from the marina up and over the hill to the Atlantic side where frothy rollers are hugging the beach.

At the top of the hill 'Nippers', a buzzy tiki bar with live music, has their pig roast underway and the smells are fantastic - but with dinner aboard this evening we'll save this experience for another day. A set of fragile wooden stairs leads us down from Nippers onto the beach. the sun is out again - we kick off our shoes and start walking.

Gt Guana Cay is a sparsely inhabited island approx seven miles long and varying in width from less than 70 yards to a little more than 400 yards.

This is a great place to get away from it all, delightful rental properties across the island and almost everything has its own sea view and beach, two small five star resorts, and in town some basic stores and places like Nippers are focal points for locals and visitors.

On the way back to Alexia we stop a few hundred yards from the marina for sundowners at Pirates Cove Tiki Bar overlooking the small harbour. We saw no green flash tonight but the rum punches were strong enough to let your imagination believe anything.