From Spanish Wells we decamped to Royal Island. Royal is only 7 miles from Spanish Wells but is a nearly perfect hurricaine hole and is used to stage for trips north to the Abacos or east to Nassau or the Berries. Recently development has come to Royal. Roger Staubach's name is attached to the work, but it is preliminary at best.
Thursday, 5-22-08, we started north for a long slow 55 n. mile motor sail to Little Harbor which is the usual southern entrance to the Sea of Abaco. I caught a barracuda but it was too large to eat for fear of cigattura. The wind was favorable from the SW but too light to drive the boat so we motored hard all the way. Finally it was anchor down in the Bight of Robinson about 7 pm.
Friday we dingied into Pete's Pub. Pete has grown a really great beach bar out of nothing much. I had the best grouper sandwich since the Schooner Grill at Key West if not better. Lunch was highlighted by a dramatic downpore--the first fresh water White Pepper had tasted in months. Little Harbor had dramatic pulsating phosflorescence in the water at night. I do not know what creature would cause such a sight. It was as if gigantic fireflies were swimming under water. Just at dusk Jan caught a 4 foot shark. Thankfully he got off
Saturday we actually sailed under reefed genoa in a fresh SW breezed to Marsh Harbor. Marsh Harbor is the third largest town in the Bahamas. It has great provisions. The grocery store rivals any USA supermarket. Liquor is cheap although beer is still dear. The anchorage is 360 protected and holding is good. Thankfully we are here off season or else the crowding would be unbearable. I am pleased to be here because an unseasonably strong and very late cold front passed through Sat. night. We are distressed to be wearing sweat shirts and long pants in late May and listening to the wind whistle through the rigging.
Thursday, 5-22-08, we started north for a long slow 55 n. mile motor sail to Little Harbor which is the usual southern entrance to the Sea of Abaco. I caught a barracuda but it was too large to eat for fear of cigattura. The wind was favorable from the SW but too light to drive the boat so we motored hard all the way. Finally it was anchor down in the Bight of Robinson about 7 pm.
Friday we dingied into Pete's Pub. Pete has grown a really great beach bar out of nothing much. I had the best grouper sandwich since the Schooner Grill at Key West if not better. Lunch was highlighted by a dramatic downpore--the first fresh water White Pepper had tasted in months. Little Harbor had dramatic pulsating phosflorescence in the water at night. I do not know what creature would cause such a sight. It was as if gigantic fireflies were swimming under water. Just at dusk Jan caught a 4 foot shark. Thankfully he got off
Saturday we actually sailed under reefed genoa in a fresh SW breezed to Marsh Harbor. Marsh Harbor is the third largest town in the Bahamas. It has great provisions. The grocery store rivals any USA supermarket. Liquor is cheap although beer is still dear. The anchorage is 360 protected and holding is good. Thankfully we are here off season or else the crowding would be unbearable. I am pleased to be here because an unseasonably strong and very late cold front passed through Sat. night. We are distressed to be wearing sweat shirts and long pants in late May and listening to the wind whistle through the rigging.
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