We had a smooth passage north towards the Abacos and our first stop was at Spanish Wells in northern Eleuthera. The winds were west so we tucked on the east side of Meeks patch and the next day as the winds went North we anchored just south of Russell Island. From here it was an easy dingy ride into Spanish Wells.
Spanish
Wells is a very unique island. It is almost all white and very prosperous. It
is also dry so no alcohol is sold or served in restaurants. The main industry
is fishing and the major catch is crayfish or Bahamian Lobster. Spanish Wells
supplies over half of the lobsters for all of the Bahamas and the fisherman
make a very good living. We saw several
of the mother boats returning to harbor with their catch. They towed the small boats used by divers
hunting for lobster and conch. Most
mother ships had at least 3 and sometimes as many as 6 of the small boats.
We went
in and filled a propane gas tank, did some food shopping and had a nice
lunch. Kim suffered without her normal
Kalik beer but somehow survived. These
kids were jumping of the bridge and agreed to perform for us. We bought some grouper directly from a
fisherman but the lobster prices were too dear for us.
After a
quiet night we made the 10 hour passage to the Abacos and anchored just inside
Lynyard Cay where we found a calm spot to drop the hook in about 8ft over white
sand. The next day we took a 2 mile
dingy ride into Little Harbor.
Our guidebooks say Little Harbor "comes close to anyone's dream of a Bahamian hideaway". It is a much protected bay with a mixed shoreline of high rock cliffs and caves, a smattering of cottages, and a sandy beach.
We were enticed
ashore by the aromas wafting from Pete's pub. The pub has a roof, but no walls
or floor, a small bar area and large eating area with heavy wood tables and
benches that sit on the sand. You could wiggle your toes in the warm sand floor
and read the signed tee shirts hanging from the ceiling. The pub served
burgers, conch and a variety of fresh caught fish...grouper, snapper, wahoo,
and Kim had trigger fish...excellent. After lunch at the pub we wandered to the
Gallery where bronze works were displayed and for sale.
This is the Gallery,
Studio and Forge of the late Randolph Johnstone, well known artist of bronze
sculptures. His sculptures became famous and ultimately lucrative. One of his
large works, titled "St. Peter: Fisher of Men," rests in the
Vatican's museum in Rome. It is now his son Pete Johnston, himself an acclaimed
bronze & wood sculptor, who operates the facility.
There were some
pieces done by the late Randolph Johnstone but most of the pieces were done by
his son Pete (hence 'Pete's Pub'). Emily bought a nice leather belt with a cast
turtle buckle. Further along the path we
came to the Studio and Foundry, where the bronzes are cast. We were unable to
see the casting process, which is done only a few times during the summer
season.
We met a nice
couple cruising on Mud Puddle Rose, a
Grand Banks, and we went north with them for a snorkel on Sandy Cay. The snorkeling was good but the swell made it
a little rolly. After the snorkel both
boats moved north just outside Hopetown for calmer waters where Joe and Susan
joined us on Emily Grace for dinner
with Kim’s nasi goreng. Joe was
full of cruising tips for the few remaining cays to my northwest and it was a
nice evening. They brought their poodle
Bocci and Emily enjoyed playing with her.
Next we motored
north to Hopetown. Hope Town was settled
by British Loyalists who were seeking safe refuge after the American
Revolution. Many of the settlers came from the Carolinas, by way of East
Florida, after that area was turned over to Spain in the Peace of Paris
(1783). The same treaty called for the evacuation of New York by the
loyalists. Many people moved back to England, Canada, or south to the
British Caribbean. The initial settlements were at Carleton (near the
current Treasure Cay) and Marsh Harbour. By 1785, there were over 1,000
refugees in Abaco who were distributed in five or six settlements. The
settlement at Hope Town was founded in 1785, in part, by a widow from South
Carolina named Wyannie Malone. Wyannie, along with her children, started
a dynasty in Hope Town that spread the Malone name throughout the Bahamas, over
to Florida, and outwards from there.
Every magazine
picture of the Bahamas includes a photograph of one very historic lighthouse.
After making our arrival at Hope Town Marina, we proceeded to the end of the
island to the lighthouse steps. After a short walk to the entrance to the
lighthouse, you enter, and then work your way up six levels to the top. You get
great views of the Abacos in almost every direction.
This lighthouse is the only kerosene fueled lighthouse remaining in the
Bahamas. There once were three, but technology and cost of ownership, has seen
two of the remaining three converted. This lighthouse has been added to the
UNESCO trust.
The candy striped
tower rises 124 steps above the mound upon which it stands. The mechanism that
rotates the light is a clockwork mechanism that is powered by a huge weight and
must be rewound every two hours. The 8000 pound burner and its Fresnel lens
rotate on a pool of mercury that reduces friction. A light push of the hand is
enough to turn it. Construction of the lighthouse was opposed by inhabitants of
Hope Town who made their living salvaging valuable cargo from ships that
wrecked in the shallow waters. In one incident, salvers rescued the cargo of a
ship en route to Cuba—slaves. They took the human cargo to Nassau where they
were set free.
It is a
picturesque little town with small, colorful houses, lots of flowers and narrow
streets and lanes. There is only one
real street that forks into two branches for a short distance. That street is
navigable by small cars and trucks but the most common form of transportation
is the golf cart. The lanes are so narrow that they are accessible only to
pedestrians and bicycles.
We were walking
along looking at the pastel painted houses when we came across a small tree
being devoured by about a dozen of these enormous colorful caterpillars. We looked them up when we got back and found
that they become a large but very dull looking moth.
Pseudosphinx
tetrio is a species of moth in the family Sphingidae. Its common names include
tetrio sphinx, giant gray sphinx, frangipani hornworm, and plumeria
caterpillar. It is native to the tropical and subtropical Americas from the
southern and southwestern United States to Brazil. The occasional individual
has been recorded as far north as the northeastern United States so we must be
getting close to home.
After Hopetown, we
anchored in Marsh Harbor which is a good size town with a US style grocery store. We got a few provisions to hold us until we
reach Florida. After the winds clocked
around east again, we visited Great Guana Cay.
We first anchored in Bakers bay that was created by a cruise ship
company. They dredged out a deep water
bay and actually created an island with the dredged sand. The cruise ship company has long abandoned this
harbor but the island was great for collecting shells. After 2 days we moved just outside Settlement
harbor for lunch at Nippers Bar.
Next stop was
Green Turtle Cay and we anchored outside the harbor for the first night. Tom took the dingy into Black Sound with the
depth sounder and made sure Emily Grace
would not run aground going in the narrow, shallow channel. The next morning at high tide we entered
without any drama with 8 inches under the keel…plenty of depth! Inside we found deeper water and grabbed a
mooring ball at $15 per night at Donny’s Dock.
Originally settled
in 1783 by the "Loyalists" escaping the revolutionary war, Green
Turtle Cay is one of the most historical of the out islands. New Plymouth,
Green Turtle’s main settlement with its brightly painted clapboard and gingerbread
adorned houses and narrow picket fence lined streets is reminiscent of a quaint New England town.
The town offers several historical sites including its 200 year old cemetery,
the Cays original jail (now painted pink) a model schooner museum, Albert Lowe
Museum, a Sculpture Garden with bronze busts of famous Bahamian historical
figures along with many historical homes.
We rented a golf
cart for two days and Emily really enjoyed driving around. The Captain took over in the narrow concrete
streets of New Plymouth but Emily did pretty good elsewhere.
We enjoyed lunches ashore and bought some
local coconut bread warm from the oven.
We are now officially famous since we were recognized by some strangers
who have been reading our blog. They
nervously approached us at a restaurant and asked if we were that famous circumnavigator
family. News quickly spread around the
dock and soon other cruisers were coming by to ask about favorite places, best
equipment to have on a cruising boat, how much it all cost, etc. The captain handed out wisdom and stories while
Emily folded and handed out origami birds and dragons. It was all pretty cool and yes, we now all
have swelled heads.
After Green Turtle
Cay we moved to an uninhabited island called Powell Cay. It was recommended by Aries II as a nice
place to relax in front of a white sand beach.
It was just that and Kim and Emily snorkeled and collected more shells
there. We stayed 2 days until the winds
shifted and drove us into the protected shores of Coopers Town. There we walked the small working town and
found a restaurant to serve us cracked conch fritters.
We stopped once
more at Crab Cay to collect the weather while we were within range of the cell
towers. Since we now have a good
forecast we will head off tomorrow. Tomorrows’
run will be a 7 hour run to Great Sale Cay and will take us out of cell phone/internet range .
This is other uninhabited island with a white sand beach. We will spend the night there and leave Wednesday
morning for the 160 mile passage across the Gulf Stream and into Cape
Canaveral. The key here is to avoid any north winds that would oppose the swift
north flowing current and build big waves.
With any luck our last tricky passage will go well.
Stay tuned Dear reader
to see how we did.
Tom