What day is it?
21 February 2016 | Little Farmers Cay
Karen/Early evening and calm
Amazing. We keep losing track of time and have to ask each other what day of the week it is. Guess that means we’re having a good time!
We stayed in Staniel Cay for five nights - moving to a couple of different anchorages in order to stay away from the rough winds. We had to wait until the mail arrived before we could leave and then time it with a good weather opportunity. So while we waited, we were able to do more sight seeing. Motored over to Big Major and check out the wild pig population there. The pigs are not shy and will actually swim out and try to get you to feed them. But their teeth and hooves are sharp so we were warned not to let them near the dingy to keep them from punching holes in it. Next we dinked over to the Thunderball Grotto to go snorkeling. You can only access the grotto at low tide so we took advantage of the calm day and went in. Beautiful! The fish weren’t shy and we had the place pretty much to ourselves.
Mail finally came on the 16th so we moved to Black Point on Great Guana Cay. It is a settlement and doesn’t have any amenities for boaters. But we found several little grocery stores, a couple of restaurants, laundry mat, and a post office.
Rockside Laundry has it’s own dingy dock. The lady who runs it seems to have many businesses: taxi driver, golf cart rentals, runs a small convenience store, bakes cakes, and is also a barber! So Ron got a quick trim while I loaded the laundry machines. Two doors down is Lorraine’s Cafe (with internet!) and behind her restaurant is her mother’s house, Peermon Rolle, who is the local baker. Ron bought me a fresh loaf of coconut bread. I think I am addicted to the stuff!
We walked to the south end of the cay so that we could see the “Garden of Eden”. The sign by the road said to ask for Willie. So that’s what we did. The garden is actually a driftwood sculpture garden set in a rough rocky plot of land. Willie walked us by each piece of driftwood and told us what each one was supposed to look like: shark, crab, flamingo, ballerina, indian, whale, etc. He had stories for them all. And he posed for photos with Ron. The best part for me was the tropical fruit trees. Tamarind, almond, guava, sapodilla, cocoplum. Willie was a charmer.
We spent two nights at anchor at Black Point - and were pleased to meet up with couple of the boats we met early in our trip. We all have different sailing plans, but we hope to meet up again in a couple of months when we reach the Abacos (in the northern Bahamas).
We left the 18th on a rising tide to move on to Little Farmers Cay. Only a 10 mile trip, but it was through a shallow channel so we had to watch for sandbars and coral heads. Ron called and made a mooring ball reservation at Farmers Cay Yacht Club. There are only two balls, and we are the only ones here. But we are expecting another hard wind tonight (20 to 25 kts, with gusts up to 30kts) and we wanted to be someplace a little more protected.
What a nice place! Ron hauled our little bicycles off of the boat and took them over to the dock. We have been riding them all over the island. Not a big claim since the island is barely a mile long and only half a mile wide. But the roads are paved and everyone is friendly. Today we biked to the farthest point of the cay and took more photos. For lunch we went to the Ocean Cabin Restaurant. The owner is Terry Bain (another charmer) who made us feel right at home. Had a great time, enjoyed a few beers and had a fabulous lunch. Lobster with cole slaw, rice & beans. Doesn’t get much better… Ron bought a Farmers Cay Flag for the boat and signed their guest book. After two beers and a lobster - the bike ride was pretty slow getting back to the boat…
We plan to leave on Monday to begin the trip to Georgetown. The wind and waves will be too high to go outside in the Exuma Sound, so we’ll navigate our way through the Galliot Bank south to Square Rock Cay. On Wednesday, the waves/wind are expected to be low so we’ll go into the sound for the rest of the trip to Georgetown.
More later…
Love, Karen.
p.s. I'll add some photos to Facebook.