Author: Duwan
April 26 – May 4. The islands of the Abacos define the borders of three expanses of water, The Sea of Abaco, The Little Bahama Bank, and the Bight of Abaco. Blue Wing has spent quite a bit of time…
May 11 – May 12. We arrived back in The States yesterday morning. It was a good trip across the Gulf Stream and we are glad to be back on the dirt for a while. We have both had long…
April 15 – April 23 We do a lot of waiting. Sometimes it is a relatively short wait, like waiting for the tide to change, or sometimes it is a longer wait, like waiting days (or maybe weeks) for the…
March 25 – April 1. When we came to Cat Island we knew that we would have no westerly protection from the impending front. We figured we could hold on one more time and suffer through it. The day of…
March 19 – March 22 In the morning, flocks of Tropicbirds make passes over patches of water looking for their new day’s repast. From a distance they appear as white flakes in a shaken snow globe, gently hovering and swirling…
March 9 – March 16. We are currently anchored in Thompson Bay, Long Island near the town of Salt Pond. This bay is probably one of the prettiest bodies of waters I have seen in during our journey this season….
February 27 – March 8. Weeks before our arrival in Georgetown, I had been remarking to Greg how good I felt and how it was making such a difference this season compared to last. Days before we left Lee Stocking…
February 15. Dear Reader, I owe you an apology. Due to indecision and a tight rein on money I have managed to fail in our mission to share with you in words and photos our adventures on the water. A…
January 29 – January 31. Black Point has got it figured out. Provide free Internet, cheap drinks, and a Laundromat, throw in roadside attraction and they will come. They, of course, being boaters like us. A traditional Bahamian settlement, Black…
January 20 – 21. We have spent our last night in the Exuma Land and Sea Park, leaving Bell Island and crossing the invisible boundary to where only the luckiest conchs die of old age and fish may fall prey…
