We also found the Chat ‘n Chill conch bar was still there and
we ordered up 3 salads for a beach snack.
We watched them bring 3 conchs up from the beach, open and clean them
and then chop them up (raw) finely with fresh onions, peppers, tomatoes and
they drowned it all in lime and orange juice.
I even had them add a little diced habanero hot pepper to mine for some
extra zip!
Man, was that good. Emily enjoyed petting the tame sting rays
that were also enjoying the conch discards.
From Georgetown we moved northwest to Rudder Cut Cay where
we took shelter from the wind that would clock from southeast to west to north
within 24 to 36 hours before returning to the normal easterly direction. This happened each time a cold front went
through which was happening about every 5 days.
We had to plan our moves to enjoy the south wind while moving north but
find good shelter from the clocking winds after arrival. Because of the limited anchorages giving
shelter from the west winds and the sheer number of cruising boats, it was a
challenge to find room.
We saw 3 good sized boats driven hard aground on reefs. This fellow tried to anchor near me but was convinced (by me) that there was not enough room and anchored elsewhere. The next morning, he was hard on a reef and was pulled off by the blue salvage vessel.
We saw 3 good sized boats driven hard aground on reefs. This fellow tried to anchor near me but was convinced (by me) that there was not enough room and anchored elsewhere. The next morning, he was hard on a reef and was pulled off by the blue salvage vessel.
The water was clear at Rudder Cut Cay. Kim and Emily Snorkeled each day collecting
shells. We saw an underwater statue here
too before moving north to Big Majors & Staniel Cay. Check out the eyes on the milk conch in the photo below.
We enjoyed feeding the swimming pigs again and snorkeling
Thunderball Cave. The nurse sharks are
still hanging around the dingy dock at the yacht club waiting for handouts.
Warderick Wells was our next stop but was a disappointment
because we were looking forward to feeding the sugar birds (bannaquits). During our 2009 stop, the rangers handed out
sugar and Emily had swarms of the birds on her tiny hands. Environmental Nazis have now stopped handing
out sugar and they discourage feeding them.
We ignored their idiocy, took out our own sugar and found at least one
bird that remembered the good old days with us.
Tom and Emily hiked up towards Boo Boo Hill and Tom slipped on some
loose rocks and found a different type of Boo Boo. Despite a bloody knee we enjoyed the views.
After Wardrick Wells, we stopped at Shroud Cay. This island was new to us and we enjoyed
taking the dingy through the winding mangrove streams all the way to the
eastern side and a powder white beach.
Our last stop in the Exumas was Allen’s Cay. Although crowded in the main anchorage, we
found just enough room to set our hook in southwest Allan’s Cay. We were all alone with our private white
sandy beach. We were a bit anxious as the winds rose to 25 knots and started
clocking around. At two points in this
process the stern of Emily Grace was only about 30 feet off the jagged coral
coast. The anchor was dug in hard however
and held well. This was not the first
time we were thankful for our oversized 120 lb Spade anchor!
The big attraction here is the iguanas. That same private beach in our cove would
swarm with hungry iguanas every time we would come to shore with our table
scraps. Judging from their numbers, they
seem to be doing just fine.
From here we will make a short hop northeast to Spanish
Wells at the north of Eleuthera before heading up to the Abacos. These are all new islands to us and we are
anxious to see what they have to offer.
Come along.
Tom
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