Month: April 2012
We almost didn’t go to Spanish Wells. While we were still in Abaco, I studied our charts of Eleuthera and thought about where we might visit. I looked at Spanish Wells. It looked like somewhere we would want to stop,…
Say you’re some 16 year old buck who was born and raised in Spanish Wells. You’re going to graduate high school this year. Does this mean you want to go off to some big city college on a continent and…
Popcorn Way back when we were still at Cracker Boy Boat Works in Rivera Beach Florida we had an inverter installed on the boat so we could run our electrical corded devices off of our 12 volt battery system. It…
Our anchorage at Cherokee Point was fine until the wind died out. Then we were at the mercy of the tides. The waves constantly rocked the boat sideways making Duwan ill. We left Cherokee Point on Great Abaco Island at…
We finally made it to Cherokee Point on Saturday. We needed supplies so we made plans to go into town. On the chart the town looked like it was a good distance from where we were anchored. As we looked…
When I last mentioned Little Harbor it was described as our first haven in the Abacos. Basically it was a resting spot that was calmer than the Atlantic Ocean. We arrived, anchored mid-harbor in the Bight of Old Robinson, and…
I’ve always thought of weather as this totally random thing that some rolly polly guy on TV pretends to be the expert on even though he is always wrong. According to The Annapolis Book of Seamanship, this is not the…
On April first we joined in the fierce competition of the Strawberry Monkey Yacht Club’s final bocce ball tourney of the season. Team Blue Wing lost our first match to bocce queen Rose and her partner Mike. We were victorious…
From Greg. On the 28th we left Manjack to go up to uninhabited Powell Cay. It was a short easy sail to the cay, which is a wide ‘V’ shape pointing northeast. There are 15 foot cliffs on the northern…
Bringing home one’s dinner, not bought in a store, but rather, provided by the bounty of Mother Nature takes skill and perseverance. Fishermen throw out lines to hook their supper or dive with spears to impale a night’s meal. It…
