17 March 2016 | Morgan's Bluff, Andros
The Keys are laid back, yes, but they hardly prepared us for what we found here at Andros, Bahamas. Life moves so slowly here that it took us two days to clear in!
We are anchored near Morgan's Bluff on the north side of the island. The anchorage is a postcard complete with derelict boats washed up on our lee shore.
Morgan's Bluff is a knockabout place of fishermen, a tiny bar, a fuel dock of boulders, sunken boats and people wandering around doing nothing we have been able to quite figure out.
We have already met quite a cast of characters. There's Captain Hardass (his actual island name), a conch diver who prepared a conch salad for me that was so much better than any conch salad I have ever had that I realized afterward that I had never had a conch salad before.
There's Harvey, an American who came here 12 years ago and keeps coming back. He seems to know everyone, and everyone knows him. "Why go anywhere else?" he asks.
Then there is Chris Curry, the local entrepreneur who runs a tourism business and seems to be everyone's cousin. He has been a huge help to us, from navigating the fuel dock to running interference with customs and immigration to arranging a tour of Andros for us tomorrow.
As for the trip here, we enjoyed a spirited crossing of the Gulf Stream with great winds and an eddy that added 1-3 kts of boat speed practically all the way to the Bahamas bank. I was beginning to wonder if there was something wrong with my GPS. We arrived so early, 3am, to the bank that instead of standing off till dawn we decided to risk dropping the hook at the edge of the bank in 20 feet of water. We both caught some sleep simultaneously - a real treat - then continued 50nm across the bank at first light. Winds were light, so we motored over transparent water all day, then anchored near Northwest Channel, again right on the bank. It's so strange to drop the anchor with no land in sight. It felt like the middle of the ocean. And the stars! Oh, my! We arose the next morning and finished the trip, reaching Andros about noon. We were well-rested and ready to begin exploring one of the least visited of Bahamas islands.