Thursday, March 26, 2009

Anchorage Great Harbour, The Berry Islands, Bahamas

We ordered coconut bread--Ed took the dinghy to pick up the loaves the next day.
Making conch cheviche on the back of a pickup truck in parking lot of the airport. The airport actually had scheduled flights several times a week--mostly to Nassau.
Lunch break at the Beach Club



Walked down to see the cave--ocean side


What beautiful beaches--this one is on the ocean side.




We had to get creative. We rented a car with Silver Boots, Jim and Pam. The supply ship came yesterday and we wanted to get to the markets to get some fresh produce! We also wanted to explore the islands.





Entrance to Harbour--looks classy!







Anchorage Great Harbour, The Berry Islands, Bahamas

Ed making the bread run
Our grandson, Brennan, collected some coconuts while he was with us. Our friends on Foreign Exchange had a recipe for coconut cake. It was great!

Everybody uses a hammer and chisle to break the coconut. Ed did not include the drill shot.



Thursday, March 19, 2009

Anchorage Great Harbour, The Berry Islands, Bahamas

Our fish store--lobster
Seagulls here in Bullock Harbour


Boats in nearby Bullock Harbour

Erosion

Pam and Linda on the beach

Beach

Jim and Pam Shipp on Ship Yard Beach

25 44.860N
77 51.601W

More pictures to come. We were here for 11 days waiting for the winds to calm! One of the beaches

Picture taken through our looky bucket. A bucket with the bottom cut out and a clear plastic inserted.One of the supply boats














Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Still at Cat Cay, Bahamas

Still at Cat Cay Marina. We are doing okay but we were hoping to be on our way to the Berries. The weather is not cooperating.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Cat Cay Marina

St. Patricks lunch at Nauticafe in Cat Cay with Silver Boots
Cat Cay Marina

Monday, March 16, 2009

Anchorage Cat Cay, Bahamas

25 33.540 N

79 16.849W

We are at anchor tonight with our quarantine flag flying. Tomorrow we will go to the marina and check into the Bahamas. We have taken our first swim in Bahamian waters--77 degrees!

Silver Boots at anchor next to us


Plane landing at the airport. We have been told the radar guy does double duty he is also the customs and immigration agent.


Some of the homes on Cat Cay



Gun Cay Cut



Good thing we had confidence in Silver Boots. We thought he was going up on the banks. The problem, mon, is that there are no markers for channels. Lucky he has done this before.


Lighthouse marking Gun Cay Cut




Jim and Pam have made the crossing a few times and it was nice to follow along.

Dive! Dive! Here we are plowing through the waves during our Gulf Stream crossing.

We were not prepared for the dark blue color of the water in the gulf stream. Not to date myself but it reminded me of dark blue fountain pen ink.


We pulled anchor at 7:30 am in Biscayne Bay and headed to Cat Cay in the Bahamas. The seas were 2' to 4' with some 6'. The winds were southeast and made the passage doable. The waves subsided to 2' around noon. We crossed with Silver Boots.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Around Key Biscayne

We are hoping to get to the Bahamas tomorrow. We will not be available by cell phone but we will have intermitten email at marinas. We are hoping "spot" will work too, so you can keep track of us.
What a colorful shuttle launch--the sun was reflecting off the contrail left by the shuttle
We were lucky to be in a position that we could see the northeast sky and the shuttle launch

Took a walk in the morning

Ed in front of the yacht club


In case you can't tell, it's me

Dolphin came out to play behind our boat

This is Greg Han working on his boat Allegria

Both Sat and Sun lots of boats gathered in beautiful weather to enjoy water sports. It turned out to be Spring Break for the local colleges. It was an experience seeing the kids taking Mom and Dad's boat out of the yacht club loaded with kids and returning the in evening not able to stand. One unfortunate young person had to be transported to the hospital--too much alcohol.

Sunday mornings are sailing school.