After returning from the dinghy trip, Ted and Maggie suggested we move to another anchorage. The current and wind were again battling it out causing weird unpredictable swinging and they were getting pushed into the exposed plane wreck. We moved over to the west side of the island and were able to anchor pretty close to the beach. There is a shack on the island that is a bar...but the guy who runs it may or may not be open depending on his mood, how much you'll spend and how many people will be showing up. Since this was our last hoorah in the Exumas, Baxter, Ted, Maggie and I thought we would give it a shot. Of course, they were closed. We went back to Stella Blue and opened the boat bar and celebrated with one of the most amazing sunsets ever!!
As a side note, when we decided to move anchorages, we radioed Dan and Bill on Arcturus but they had fallen asleep with the VHF off. As we were creating new drinks on the wet side of the island, we thought of all the anonymous VHF calls we could make on Arcturus' behalf. Of course, being the serious sailors we are, we held off and continued to finish off the rum we had left. When Arcturus finally returned our calls, we made no mention of our devious plans but talked about pulling up the hook the next morning and heading to Nassau where Verne would catch a ferry to Ft Lauderdale.
|Kala was here|
|Kala chasing Chessie (Yes, we were moving while she did this)|
|Maggie, Bill, Dan, Ted|
|Caves full of conch shells|
|Happiness Self Portrait|
|Life doesn't get much better|
|One big playground|
|Goodbye Exumas! We'll Be Back.|