Note: I've put more photos in.

New Bight had less "stuff" ashore than we'd hoped or expected. Specifically, only one store (someone else had a bakery in her house, but when we came by there was a baby screaming who obviously was going to need attention -- also it was very, very hot and the wind had died, and it was going to rain soon, so we couldn't dawdle) and a lot of ruined or semi-ruined buildings that sometimes people were living in and sometimes no one was.

The store/gas station is in a beautiful building with stone walls and high wooden roof, like the inside of a ship. Pretty. We stood under the fan part of the time to try to dry some of the sweat, and got sugar and flour and eggs and so forth. The lady running the store was very nice, it's just that in general at New Bight there was not much: no other boats, no local boats, no bar or restaurant near the water; it was like the town was turning its back on the beautiful water, lifting its eyes unto the hills where Father Jerome built his Hermitage.

It was too late to hike up the mountain/hill when we got to New Bight and too wet to do it the next morning, so rather than stay another day, we headed to Little San Salvador, which was purchased by the Holland America cruise line in December, 1996, and which is for the exclusive use of cruise ship passengers whenever a cruise ship is in port (they anchor out and use tenders to get to the theme-park-looking shore buildings and beaches).

The Carnival Destiny was there when we arrived, but pulled out at 6 pm, and we anchored away from the cruise ship end of the bay -- yes, that building is made to look like an old pirate ship.


Derek was fishing on the way over. First he got a good strike, and was reeling the fish in, looked like about a 3' jack, jumped a bit, then suddenly about 30' from the boat it went deep with a hard pull... and then the reeling in got easier, although it was obvious that there was still something on the line... and then Derek pulled in his fish: