Author: Duwan
On Friday we woke up to grey skies. We had had an exhausting day before traveling from Highborne Cay to Hawksbill Cay and then exploring ruins ashore at Hawksbill. The lack of sun became a good excuse to delay our…
A short dinghy ride north from the northernmost anchorage and mooring field at Hawksbill Cay takes you around a nub of the island and to a small beach with a trail to the Russell Ruins. The Russell family were loyalists…
Like Eleuthera, the word Exuma sounds exotic and mysterious, but in a slightly different way. Exuma sounds more like a voodoo priestess. Or that eccentric Aunt who lives tucked away in the middle of nowhere brewing odd potions and elixirs…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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,…
