Grand Cay

Grand Cay

In the far northwest corner of the Bahamas closer to Florida than Marsh Harbor there lies the lovely complex of islands--Walker's Cay, Grand Cay, and Double Breasted.  Now that Walker's Cay has been destroyed by a hurricane few yachts visit here.  The customs office has moved to Grand Cay. There is still an airport on Walker's which the locals use to commute to the rest of the Bahamas; however, almost all of the action is on Grand.  Nearby the uninhabited Double Breasted is said to be one of the most beautiful spots in the Abacos, but White Pepper  chose to skip Double Breasted this time.

Grand Cay seems to be a vibrant village even if perched on the edge of the Little Bank. The sensation of isolation is almost palpable here. We approached the island after a vigorous sail from Allen's Pensacola brushing past Great Sale Cay. It is  impossible to see the entrance into Grand Cay. White Pepper had to follow the Garmin, but it was true. We anchored in the middle of the channel in 13 feet of water.  There was considerable current but the holding was good.  Several sport fishermen expressed displeasure at our choice. Next time we will anchor closer to the town.

 Grand Cay Anchorage

Walking about the village we met lovely people and saw the usual cemetery, churches, and bars.  The main hangout is Rosie's. Rosie is said to own most of the island.  He does serve up a mean cracked conch--some of the best Jan and I have had in the Bahamas.

Pleasant as Grand Cay White Pepper here with a purpose.  We were waiting on a weather window to jump off to the St. John's River in Florida.  This trip is the subject of the next post.