Month: April 2012
As I languished in my seasickness on Sunday I saw a post on Facebook by a friend saying God is in the water. My friend is a surfer, she has a closer more personal relationship with the water than we…
Here we are, still in Governor’s Harbor. Here is what Duwan has done today. Eat an orange I peeled for her. Here is what I have done today. Wash dishes. Oh, I did get concerned that that we were getting…
It’s not even Earth Day yet, but we are completely exhausted from Earth Day celebrations. We sit in the lone sailboat in Governor’s Harbor, Eleuthera, listening to Bahamian ‘Rake and Scrape’ and Junkanoo music come across the water from Bay…
It was looking like a leisurely day of sailing. We had left Hatchet Bay and were heading down the coast of Eleuthera towards Governors Harbour. The wind was blowing 12 to 13 knots and we were on a close haul,…
Thursday we hiked to another Heritage Site, Hatchet Bay Cave. It was a couple of miles or so down Queen’s Highway. We took provisions for the day, water, crackers and peanut butter and our hand held VHF radio in case…
Gregory Town Greg is a magnet for small boys and cats. Perhaps it is his broad shoulders and six-foot stature combined with a friendly demeanor and soft voice. Or maybe it is because he doesn’t talk down to children (or…
Orion has been our nighttime companion since we first crossed to Bimini. He’s the first constellation to show his face after the sun sets. He lunges forward, preceded by his Great Dane (Canis Major) and followed by his beagle (Canis…
I love the way Eleuthera sounds when you say it. The word feels ethereal and full of mystery. Most of what we have seen of Eleuthera so far sits high on a cliff over looking the blue, blue water of…
To get to Eleuthera from Royal Island you go through Current Cut. We had read all the usual blah, blah, blah. Only attempt this in broad daylight with no wind and the tide going your direction after a full moon….
We were back at Royal Island Friday the 13th. The night before when we finally returned from visiting in Spanish Wells we found Blue Wing pointing in the opposite direction from which we left her. The wind had changed to…
