January 22 – January 28. We are at the fuel dock of the Staniel Cay Yacht Club marina. Duwan is putting water into our tanks. It’s a slow process. I’m finished with the diesel, so I have time to gaze…
January 24. ‘Should you make fake outboard motor noises so they will know we are here?’ asked Duwan. Not necessary. Don’t know if they heard us talking or heard the oars creaking in the oarlocks, but roused from their slumber…
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…
January 14 – January 19. We left Warderick Wells and sailed to Bell’s Island. The island is private. We didn’t go ashore, but Duwan was able to pirate an internet signal from a construction site there. Arg. I rowed over…
January 12 – January 13. Here we are at the Warderick Wells Land and Sea Park. This was the southernmost point of our trip last year. We were here at the end of April, so it’s satisfying to be this…
January 11. Don’t you love a surprise? Like, when you are dinking along a coastline looking at the endless limestone overhangs, stopping at one beach after another to find only sand, palm trees, and rocks, but no trails inland. Just…
January 8 – January 10. There are only a few bare inches under the keel of our boat. We float in a depthless hole of water. Although the wind has picked up, Blue Wing doesn’t swing on her chain or…
January 4 – January 7. There is a nice inviting sign with a palm tree and a sun surrounded by bright conch shells just off the airstrip at Norman’s Cay. One might think they had just landed in a lively…
Don’t you hate it when you’re parked safely in the wind shadow of some tiny islet, but the whole ocean is trying to rush by, making waves curl around the cay, bashing at you from the side? Boy, I do….
January 2 – January 3. As we motored towards the anchorage, I saw black spots on the beach. “Is that them?†I wondered in anticipation. As we got closer, they came into focus, ancient stoic faces, bitter hides of scales,…
