Cave Cay,
Bahamas
23.54.270N
76.16.572W

39.2 NM
6.0 Avg. Kts.
9.3 Max Kts.
6.34 Hrs.

Current Odometer: 7728.7


As is our custom, Dale was up and listening to the 6:30 weather report first thing this morning. Although I was still in the twilight of not being awake but not asleep either, I heard that conditions were moderating and knew that we would be moving today; he was too antsy not to. I got up and started securing the inside of the boat for getting underway even before the weather report was finished just to make sure I got as much done without rushing before the anchor was raised.

Dale knew that I wanted to pick up a few last minute items from the grocery store before leaving, and I knew that it opened up at 8 am. When we dinghied in, I was surprised that we weren’t the first shoppers there but then again, everyone had the same idea. Once again, there was a mass migration to the town side of the anchorage underway.

With our shopping completed, we were back on the boat, hoisted the outboard engine to its position on the back rail, and while Dale secured the dinghy for a transit, I put the groceries away. We lifted anchor and were underway by 8:50am.

It took another 30-40 minutes to work our way out of the harbor and through the cut to the Exuma Sound. Out in the Sound, the seas had moderated to 3-5’ and the wind was about 17-20 kts. It was a beautiful day for a sail. We unfurl our sails, cut the engine and took off.

We were really enjoying the day. Dale even threw in his fishing line, just to say that he did. We had just about forgotten it, when he had a couple of good strikes on it; still, there was nothing on the hook when he reeled it in. He had no sooner cast it back in, when once again, the spool took off. This time, it didn’t stop.

He fought it for a good 20 minutes and I ended up turning the boat into the wind to slow us down to the point where he could land his 3’ MahiMahi. For some crazy reason, we always seem to catch a fish just before we have to negotiate a cut or wiggle through some coral heads and today was no different. But we have been learning from our previous experiences, so Dale threaded a line through its gills, stabbed it in the head with his knife and cut the blood lines by the tail, then hung it low to the water from the back arch so that we could return our attention to piloting the Palace through Cave Cut.

We entered the cut on a rising tide which carried us through at our max speed for the day of 9.3 kts. What a sleigh ride! Dale was on the bow relaying directions to make sure we didn’t drift too far to one side or the other while I was on the wheel relaying back to him just how fast we were traveling and what our depths were. What a team!!

We rounded along the western side of Cave Cay and headed north to the little anchorage we stayed at on our way down. We turned off the route line suggested by the chart plotter and anchored about 3:30pm in deep sand.

Dale dove below and spun the wheel to the speed log on the hull that sometimes catches when we’ve been sitting for a while. Then he came back to fillet the fish.

It was considerably smaller than our first MahiMahi, ironically caught in the same stretch on our way down island, but it did provide us 8 nice steaks; 2 of which we had for dinner. The aftermath clean up was much easier this time too. The fish bled out while we transited to our anchorage and Dale was able to concentrate on cleaning the fish on the back end of the boat at anchor without bringing the fish on deck underway for fear of falling overboard. All in all, it was just an easier process this time. By the time we get home, we’ll have this all down pat.

Tomorrow we’ll head to Staniel Cay and maybe get some snorkeling in. Hopefully, no one has been cleaning fish in the area where we want to swim. I remember from our trip south that Staniel has loads of nurse sharks and sting rays in the marina area.

Georgetown
Great Exuma Island,
Bahamas
23.30.409N
75.45.770W


Chris, our weather guru, says that it's going to be a good day to sail. Winds are supposed to be less than 20kts and the seas less than 6'. So, after getting a few groceries when the store opens at 8am, we'll be making our way north today.

Georgetown
Great Exuma Island,
Bahamas
23.30.409N
75.45.770W


According to the weather forecast this morning, the winds and seas were supposed to moderate throughout the day so that tomorrow would be a good day for a transit. Unfortunately, no one bothered to tell Mother Nature and if anything, the conditions have stayed the same or increased.

In spite of this, Dale and I made our way into town where we were in search of a laundry. The one we had originally gone to the first days we were here was closed. However, I remembered seeing one back in 2005 on our way down island and after cutting though a parking lot, across a gas station and looking through a few windows, we found it.

It was actually a good sized laundry with about 30 machines of which only half worked. They were all being used at the time but the sign on the wall stopped us dead in our tracks. They only accepted U.S. quarters and there was no change machine in the building. Go figure. We really don’t have American change at the moment. The Bahamas accept both currencies here but if you pay for purchases with U.S. dollars, you get Bahamian change. You can’t get coins from an ATM and being a holiday on the island, the gas station, supermarket and everything else was closed. Thus began our search for a fist full of U.S. quarters. We ended up walking about a half mile down the road to a hotel where we were able to get $2.50 in U.S. quarters. Good enough, I could hang the clothes up in the cockpit to dry.

The rest of the day was spent back on the boat. I ran the clothes line and hung the clothes, then took a nap while Dale worked on his CMEs. At least he was supposed to be doing his homework.

Tonight, the wind has continued to howl which leads me to wonder if we really will get away tomorrow. If you don’t see anything on the blog for a couple of days, you’ll know that we did. So wish us luck.

Georgetown
Great Exuma Island,
Bahamas
23.30.409N
75.45.770W


Just when we thought the winds were dying down, they pipe back up and we have white caps in the harbor again. We weren’t going anywhere today in any event because we wanted to watch Orpailleur make their transit through the Panama Canal.

Dale and I took turns watching the webcams all day waiting for them to pass by. All we saw were the big boys, tankers and freighters. Then about 5 pm we got a call via Skype; Nicky is on the line wanting to know if we saw them waving as they passed through. They had completed their transit 2 hours before. We can’t figure out how we missed them. Except for the times when we had to reboot the computer when it seemed to lock up, we sat here the entire day watching the stupid thing. In hind sight, I kick myself for watching the bridge camera instead of the lock camera because they would have sat longer in the locks and we might have had a better chance of seeing them there instead of trying to catch them as they passed by the bridge.

Oh well, we had a nice chat with both of them. They said that the transit was painless and except for the fact that their line handlers ate them out of house and home, they were very professional and did and great job.

As for our journey, Dale and I figure that we’ll be able to start making some northward progress starting Tuesday when the seas in the Sound are supposed to drop below the 6’ height and the cuts from the Sound onto the Bank will be more navigable. Of course, we’ll listen to the weather tomorrow and before we take off to verify our observations just to be sure.

Georgetown
Great Exuma Island,
Bahamas
23.30.409N
75.45.770W


Today we ventured over to Volleyball Beach and ordered a couple hamburgers at Chat & Chill. It was a wet side as the skies are still overcast, there are still white caps in the anchorage and it sprinkled off and on but the wind had died down to the point where we could get across without flipping the dinghy.

Boats are starting to venture back to this side of the anchorage out of necessity for either grocery shopping or their internet connections. The little boat across the harbor hoisted their sails and tacked back and forth to get a little sailing in. No one ventured out of the harbor.

I “chatted” with Nicky today to get a idea of when they would be transiting the canal so that I could watch them on the webcams. About 2 hours before they were to depart, the webcam on the Atlantic side stopped working. The Cooper Factor is alive and well. We’ll catch them tomorrow on the Pacific side; unless that camera quits too.

Georgetown
Great Exuma Island,
Bahamas
23.30.409N
75.45.770W


Another gray day with winds gusting up to 30kts. The waves inside the anchorage are up to about 3’ and no one is going anywhere. Even the radio is quiet. Dale and I spend the day either reading, watching movies, or playing on the computer.

By evening though, the wind died down to less than 20 kts and the waves are starting to diminish.

Georgetown
Great Exuma Island,
Bahamas
23.30.409N
75.45.770W


At least the day dawned brightly for a change. Although the sun was out, the wind continued to howl and the forecast isn’t changing for the foreseeable future. We had 20+ kts steadily with gusts up to 27/28 kts. The seas continue to increase inside the anchorage but are still about 2.5’.

Dale is starting to go stir crazy. He tries to read, play games on the computer and do CME classes. We even started watching movies in the middle of the day. Apparently other people are getting a bit boat-bound too. We watched a rather small sail boat hoist a full set of sails, then sail back and forth about 6 times along volley ball beach on the opposite side of us. After about an hour, listing dramatically in both directions, they dropped their sails and headed back to drop their anchor. Looks like a couple of vacationers decided they were going to sail regardless of the weather.

Since we have internet, I was able to “chat” with both Orpailleur and Annabelle 2 at the same time via Skype. Orpailleur is killing time in Panama waiting for the signal for them to join the convoy to cross the canal and Annabelle 2 is pinned down by the same weather conditions as us in Green Turtle, Abacos.

I also spent a couple of hours looking at real estate listings and played with mortgage calculators on the internet. Might as well do a little research while we’re sitting here waiting.

Georgetown
Great Exuma Island,
Bahamas
23.30.409N
75.45.770W


At 6:15 this morning while waiting for the weather forecast to be broadcast, Toucan Dream hailed us on SSB from Big Major, an island to the north of here. Bob said that we made a good decision in choosing to wait here as there were standing waves across all of the entrances to the bank. In their approach to the bank yesterday, their 15’ Boston Whaler they tow behind them got broadside to the waves on 2 occasions while transiting the entrance; not good. He said that they also saw funnel clouds dipping out of the clouds though none touch down near them. To top it off, the anchorage had 30 boats in it. After those descriptions, I think we made the right decision too. The last time we were in Big Major, there were only about 6 boats. I think that it could hold twice that many without any problems and possibly as many as 20 but 30 would be leaving a few with their sterns hanging out.

The forecast detailed more of the same for this area with waves in the Sound up to 14’ with no hope of relief until possibly this weekend. Although the rain wasn’t as prevalent today, the winds were stronger at a steady 25 kts gusting to over 30 at times. Its odd that after the wind has been howling at such a high intensity, when it finally dies to around 20 kts, it seems rather quiet. We’re well dug in and certainly not going to drag without a fight.

Needless to say, we didn’t go anywhere today and watched as boats came in from both ends of the anchorage before trying to anchor in the nasty conditions. Even in a well protected harbor, the wind waves from the fetch worked their way up to about 2’. Most of the boats are willing to do the Georgetown shuffle, back and forth across the harbor to which ever side has the best protection, but we are sticking it out on the town side where we can connect to the internet. Dale was able to catch up on a couple of his continuing medical education classes during the day, then I tried to catch up on all of our e-mails.

At one point we got a call via Skype from Gerry & Nicky. They told us that they have been scheduled to transit the Panama Canal on May 29 about 5pm. They gave us an internet site where you can watch the boats go through the canal. It’s at: www.pancanal.com/eng/photp/camera-java.html . It’s amazing what you can find on the internet these days.

Georgetown
Great Exuma Island,
Bahamas
23.30.409N
75.45.770W


The weather forecast wasn’t any better today so we moved in a little closer to town and ran in to get a WiFi connection code for the week.

Vagu and another boat decided to try to make Emerald Marina a little farther north before the bad weather took hold but then didn’t leave until about lunchtime. We hope they make it.

Dale and I dinghied across the harbor to Volleyball beach and dropped in at Chat & Chill for a couple of cheeseburgers. We spoke with the owner/proprietor about his plans on expansion and hope that his dreams come to fruition. Chat & Chill is a little wooden bar & grill but built solidly. He has huge barbeques on the back deck and a clean kitchen behind the bar. He hopes to add WiFi to his services but wants to do it right. Quality hardware in a separate, air conditioned and dry building. Sounds like he has the right ideas.

We came back to the Palace as the first of many raindrops started to fall. The wind picked up to 20 kts with gusts to 25 and doesn’t sound like its going to quit anytime soon. Dale and I have decided to pull out some of the DVDs we brought with us and start watching them.

If we're going to be stuck on the boat, we might as well enjoy it.

Georgetown
Great Exuma Island,
Bahamas
23.30.605N
75.45.490W


Another day of liquid sunshine and the forecast doesn’t have anything different for at least another week. Toucan Dream, NoCall and Aye Doc, bit the bullet and headed north hoping to get as far north as they could before being pinned down again. Our laundry wasn’t due back until after 4pm today, so we didn’t have an option of whether to go or not.

We listen to the weather broadcast in the mornings but also subscribe to the service that sends us the detailed report in written form via satellite. We were surprised that it took almost the entire morning before the written forecast was sent to us. However, once received, it caused us to pause and think about it a bit. The winds are within tolerable levels but the seas in the Exuma Sound are very high. We’ve been caught in 10’ seas before and done fine but we haven’t voluntarily gone out in them. We’ll listen again tomorrow morning before making our final decision. At this point in time, I suspect that we’ll opt to wait here for a week instead of going to another island where we’ll find good protection but little else.

If we do stay longer, we’ll trek in and find an internet service.

Georgetown
Great Exuma Island,
Bahamas
23.30.605N
75.45.490W


It was another day of rain, wind and reading.

Between raindrops, Bob came over and looked at some of the paper back books we had finished reading. We had planned on taking them to a book swap but it was rained out. We were having a nice little visit when dark clouds came over the island and the wind picked up to 30 kts. He made a hasty retreat back to his boat about 200’ behind us, barely making it before the skies opened up and let loose. Dale had let out an extra 10’ of chain yesterday when things picked up and we were glad of it today as the weather deteriorated quickly.

The squall had no sooner passed, when the radio livened up and we listened as people debated the age old “ to go or not to go”; most are waiting to hear what the weather report is tomorrow morning. The biggest factor is whether or not the bad weather over Jamaca and Cuba develops into a tropical low. If it does, it would be best to stay here, if not, most are willing to take the chance to run north a little each day dodging the squalls that are pouring out of the same area.

We have to wait around until we can get our laundry back tomorrow afternoon in any event but with weather in the Caribbean Sea exploding and no end in sight, we’ll probably head north as quickly as possible too.

Georgetown
Great Exuma Island,
Bahamas
23.30.605N
75.45.490W

After a good night’s rest, we finally met Nigel, Pelu and Juliette on Vagu this morning. Nigel had already told us that he was British but we learned that Pelu is French and their daughter, Juliette, was born in Italy. They speak all 3 languages on board. We have a hard enough time with English. They told us that they were picking up some friends tomorrow from the airport but that they were trying to get to the northeast US before hurricane season.

On our way into town, we dropped by and said hello to Caren on Toucan Dream. She had invited us to join them and their guests for dessert later in the evening . We know that one of Bob’s favorite toys on board is an ice cream maker, so we needed a time to make sure we weren’t late.
In town, we dropped off our trash, searched for a laundry but decided that the laundry service would be a better use of time considering the darkening skies. We bumped into Nigel and the family on our way back to the dinghy dock and on our way to the grocery store. Most of our shopping today was for fresh produce since I’m trying to use up our canned provisions at this point. Dale made the observation that the last time we were in Georgetown we were surprised at how small everything was at the rather famous cruising spot. This time we were delighted with the selection that was available at the grocery store. Our perspective has changed considerably over the last 18 months.

We returned to the Palace and while I put groceries away, Dale ran the laundry back in. He got back just before the skies opened up and the rest of the day was liquid. As we’ve done over the past week or so when it rained, we read, played on the computer or took naps. In fact, we weren’t sure that the invitation was still open on Toucan Dream but after a quick call we grabbed our rain jackets and headed over with spoons in hand.

We met Tom & Barbara on their last night of a month long visit with Bob & Caren. We sat around telling sea stories and eating homemade ice cream with chocolate syrup and coconut rum topping. Yum!!!

We learned that a lot of the boats in Georgetown have been here for over a week, Toucan Dream among them. Most are anxious to get moving again. We, on the other hand, figure that although the weather may have us socked in here for awhile, at least we have a grocery store with fresh produce available. Its all perspective.

Georgetown
Great Exuma Island,
Bahamas
23.30.605N
75.45.490W

185.3 NM
32.4 Hrs.
5.8 Avg
7.9 Max

Current Odom: 7689.7 NM



The dawn finally crept up and erased the cloud to cloud lightening from our view. In spite of the storm, we were still on schedule for a 9-10am approach to Rum Cay. However, once again, as the sun rose higher in the sky, the clouds cleared out, the winds filled in and we debated our situation.

We knew that more bad weather was coming up from the south originating around the Jamaca/Cuba area and was supposed to cross the Bahamas with squalls containing high winds. If we stopped at Rum Cay to rest, we could leave on Saturday morning for Georgetown and make it in a day. The 6:30 am weather report indicated that squalls were still in the area but that the really bad weather would most likely occur on Saturday night. If the weather came in quicker than expected, we’d be stuck at Rum Cay; good holding but exposed to the south and west which is where the weather would be approaching from.

We radioed back to Vagu that we were going to keep on going to Georgetown and expected to arrive about 5pm if we maintained a 6 kt speed. Nigel, a Brit, told us that he had never been to the Bahamas before and was leery to approach the bank on his own. However, he also had guests that were flying into Georgetown on Monday and he had to get there by then. He decided to keep going with us.

We had fairly decent winds as we approached Long Island but as we rounded Santa Maria point (where Columbus lost his ship,) the winds died out and a long line of dark clouds could be seen coming in our direction. We took ourselves about 20 degress off course and scooted along the side of them and only had a light shower to contend with. Vagu opted for an even more conservative course and probably didn’t even get a sprinkle.

As hoped for, we reached our first way point to approach Great Exhuma at 4:30pm. We slowed and waited for Vagu to fall in behind us and then with Dale on the bow, we made our way onto the bank, entered the cut in the reef and transited between the islands. Our original intention was to anchor at one of the outlying islands until the morning, but since we still had good light, we continued on and made the main anchorage at Georgetown by 5:30pm.

Bob & Caren on Toucan Dream (friends and neighbors from our home port) had radioed us earlier in the day and told us where they were anchored, so when we approached, we spotted our sistership and headed for a spot in front of her. Bob had seen us coming in and came flying up in his “dinghy”, a 15’ Boston Whaler. He yelled across that he had 500’ foot of chain out and not to drop our anchor anywhere near his. Of course, this was a joke and we knew it. Unfortunately, Vagu didn’t and veered off at such an acute angle that half the anchorage was drawn to commotion and got quite a chuckle out of it.

Although we wanted to visit some of these islands we missed on our way south, staying safe has been more important to us on our way north. We’ll have to see them on another trip.

Right now, we’re safely anchored in deep sand, surrounded by islands with at least one grocery store and laundromat within dinghy distance. Our only casualty was a little bird (like our last hitch hiker) we found on our forward deck this morning. We’re not sure if he was trying to ride out the storm and drowned or if he flew into our mast mistaking the steaming light for something safe. He was unceremoniously buried at sea.


Photo: Toucan Dream (sistership to Gypsy Palace) at anchor in Georgetown, Great Exuma.

At sea
Atlantic Ocean
North of Plana Cays

We woke to blue skies clearing to the south and west of us this morning which wasn’t expected for another day. We listened to Chris, the weather guru, and elected to move to the western side of anchorage and take a peek around the island before deciding whether to continue on or not.

We made a pretty direct track across the anchorage without having to really dodge too many patches of reef or coral heads. As we approached the western side, the skies continued to clear to the north, so we decided to take the chance and go for it.

The two boats anchored at the western end of the island, Vagu and Stillawaw, hailed us and asked where we were headed and if they could tag along with us. Of course not, the more the merrier. We told them that if things blew up in our faces, we’d tuck in at Atwood Harbor along the way.

As it turned out, the skies continued to improve. Unfortunately, Stillawaw was the slowest of the 3 boats and could only do about 4.5 kts. Vagu could keep up with us but he didn’t like to run his engine at very high RPMs; not sure why. Stillawaw had an 8’ draft, SSB but no GPS; Vagu had GPS but his SSB wasn’t working, so he couldn't pick up weather forecasts.

As we passed the Plana Cays, Stillawaw broke off, radioing us that they were going to anchor behind West Plana Cay for the night. Since the skies were still clear, we told Vagu that we were going to continue northward to make Rum Cay by morning. Famous last words, of course, because as soon as night fell, lightening lit up the skies and there was no way we could bail out at that point.

The lightening was primarily on the western side of us. We dodged one cell that we saw on radar but in what appeared to be a single sweep of the radar, another smaller cell blossomed around us and kept us in rain, wind, thunder and lightening for the next 3 hours. It was not fun. Vagu didn’t care for it either. About the time we decided that the cell was attached to our mast and there was no way of shaking it, the lightening passed in front of us, moved off toward the east and left us only wind and rain to contend with. We figured our only options were to either push through it or turn around and head back. Considering more of it appeared to be behind us than in front of us, we kept pushing through.

Thunder and lightening continued throughout the night but thankfully, we could see the band of clouds that held the majority of the nasty weather was behind us now.

Abrahams Bay,
Mayaguana,
Bahamas
22.21.553N
72.59.068W


As predicted, the weather continued to deteriorate throughout the day but we and the trimaran anchored next to us are anchored securely and weathering the conditions nicely. Unfortunately, the two boats that were anchored in Betsy Bay didn’t fare as well.

We first heard them hailing us on the radio about mid-morning when they asked about the conditions in Abrahams Bay. We relayed back to them that although we were registering about 20 kts winds with gusts to 25 kts, the seas inside the reef were only 1’ wind driven waves and that we were riding comfortably. The boat we were speaking with reported that they had an 8’ draft and were leery about tucking too far inside in shallow waters. They said that they were going to check their charts and most likely move back to the western side of the anchorage where the water was deeper. We assumed that meant within the next couple of hours.

However, during the day we would hear them talking to each other about getting together and reviewing charts together. It seems that the boat with the 8’ draft doesn't have a GPS and the second boat with the shallower draft, does have one.

As I described earlier, the day got progressively worse with pelting rain and visibility falling to a couple of hundred feet. About 5pm, with light fading, pouring rain, and the winds picking up, we heard them say that they were leaving Betsy Bay for here. With all of the reefs and coral heads around, we considered that a daring move in good conditions.

We listened as the deeper draft boat without GPS led the way into the anchorage, with the shallower draft boat with the GPS guiding him in from behind. At one point it got a little exciting when the lead boat apparently turned too soon and wasn’t responding when the other boat tried to let him know. With us being on the far eastern side of the anchorage and not being able to see them through the rain, we could only sit and listen. Finally, we heard them say that they were dropping their anchors. A couple of hours after that, one said goodnight to the other saying that he’d had a harrowing day. We’re guessing, of course, but we suspect that in view of where they were located, wind and waves, a bit of dragging might have been involved.

Abrahams Bay,
Mayaguana,
Bahamas
22.21.553N
72.59.068W


It rained. It blew. We read. How are you?

When I sat down to write this evening, Dale sugested that this is what I should write as there wasn’t anything else that we did today. Technically, he’s right but surely I can add something else to it.

As he implied, we woke to heavily overcast skies this morning and by the time we finished listening to the weather forecast and learned that the earliest we can consider moving would be Friday, thunder could be heard rolling in the distance. Dale dove our anchor to make sure that it was still set in spite of all of the turning we’ve been doing over the past 24 hours and came to back to report that it was still well dug in. He added another 10’ to our scope as the forecast suggested that some of the cells heading in our direction could pack as much as 40-50 kt winds within them.

Once again, we checked our charts to see if there was any other option available to us and decided that we were in the best possible place considering what was approaching.
We were surprised to see the boat that had been anchored to the west of us in the same anchorage decided to move further north along Mayaguana to Betsy Bay. From what we could gather from the radio, they were getting some swells wrapping around at their end and thought that if they put more of the island between themselves and the storm, it might take some of the punch out of the winds and waves. Unfortunately, the bay where they moved to has a hard bottom and clearly states (at least on our charts) that it has poor holding. Granted, we’re more exposed to the wind here and it has gotten choppy inside of the reef but we have deep holding sand beneath us in our favor.

With the rain pouring down most of the day, we picked up our books and escaped to whatever drama evolved between their pages. I suggested to Dale that he prepare dinner tonight trying to convince him that the family favorite potato soup he’s famous for was just what was needed for a nasty day like today. When he started puttering around the galley, I thought that the hearty soup was on its way. Well yes and no. He made a hearty soup but it ended up being a type of chicken stew. Still, it was quite tasty and I got out of the galley one night.

We heard from Gerry and Nicky that they are preparing to leave Cartagena tomorrow for a direct transit to Panama. We also heard from Bob & Caron Bass, who used to be our neighbors at Whitney’s Marine. They are stuck in Georgetown, about 3 days from here, waiting for weather as well. Who knows? Maybe we’ll catch up to them.

In the meantime, keep your fingers crossed that we’ll be able to make a quick trip north on Friday and Saturday; at the rate we’re reading, we’ll going to run out of books.

Abrahams Bay,
Mayaguana,
Bahamas
22.21.553N
72.59.068W

We awoke to cloudy skies again but they quickly burned off. The weather guru wasn’t very optimistic with regard to the weather over the next couple of weeks. In fact, if we aren’t able to move further north by the weekend, we might be stuck here for another 2 weeks. Personally, I think Dale’s already getting antsy. We noticed most of the other boats high tailing it to the Turks & Caicos today when the weatherman said that today was as good as it was going to get for the next 3-4 days. Those of us heading north are stuck.

Mid-day we saw a couple of large Southern Stingrays to the side of our boat. We guesstimated that each of them had an approximate wing span of 4 feet. Dale volunteered to jump in and take a couple of pictures because I was a little leery of their size. He followed them for a little way and got a couple of good shots but then one of them took an interest in him and started following him back to the boat. According to our book on fish behavior, rays aren’t supposed to be aggressive unless you step on them or corner them. In spite of the literature, this one didn’t want Dale anywhere near it. Dale obliged and fought Rocky, our attack triggerfish, to get back on board quickly.

Each day we seem to attract more and more fish under our boat. Most of the time, the wind is negligible and fish watching can be done from the deck. Today we saw several squid (looking like commas in the water from above), a cloud of silversides (always fun to swim through), the Southern Stingrays (the biggest I‘ve seen to date), and several trunkfish (they seem to like hanging around our anchor chain). I told Dale that if we stay here long enough we’ll have our own little ecosystem below us.

By mid-afternoon, it started clouding up again and the thunder rolled in the distance. We sat in the cockpit and watched two separate cloud formations meet right above us as a trimaran came in and selected a spot off to our port side to anchor. By the time the rain fell in earnest and the wind picked up to 20 kts, we could no longer see him. A couple of hours later the rain moved off north and we could see that they were still where we left them.

I’m not looking forward to the next couple of days of stormy weather but I do feel comfortable in where we’ve chosen to ride them out. The wind (when we have it) continues to circle around and forces our anchor to reset with each cell that passes by. Like mini hurricanes, the wind blows first from one direction then the opposite. We have fairly deep sand below us and plenty of room to drag should that happen. Now if we can just get a couple of days of good weather in order to move north.

Abrahams Bay,
Mayaguana,
Bahamas
22.21.553N
72.59.068W

Happy 1st Birthday Heather!!!

Happy Mother's Day Mom!

Dale was already up when raindrops splashed on my face from the hatch above my head bringing me into the morning rather rudely. We ran around closing all of the hatches and then went up into the cockpit to get a bearing on where the offending clouds lay.

Most of the sky was cloudy but the really dark clouds lay to the north of us and a couple to the south of us. Seven of the 11 boats that had anchored here last night made their way out of the anchorage and in the direction of the Turks & Caicos. We listened as they debated which direction would take them around showers and wished them well on their transit.

Once again, we were lucky that we only had light sprinkles and the nasty squalls went around us. However, throughout the day, the Palace swung through every point on the compass submitting to the winds that swirled from every direction.

I jumped in for a quick swim mid-afternoon to cool down and was literally chased by a Gray Triggerfish that has taken up residence under our stern. He’d nip at my fingers and toes when I tried to climb up the swim platform to chase me away. He had the audacity to look me straight in the eye before darting after me through the rungs of the ladder and wasn’t very intimidated when I tried to shoo him away. I swear he was swimming out from under the boat to peer up at us waiting to for us to jump in again so that he could make his next strike. Dale said that when he when he lowered the dink in the water, the little guy came out to attack that as well. I think we’ll name him Rocky; he’s not afraid of anything and doesn’t know when to quit.

Most of the day we read again. We’ve both been averaging about a book a day. Good thing we have a large selection to choose from.

Dale pulled up some weather information this evening. We were hoping that all of the nasty weather would clear out by Wednesday but it looks like it might be as late as Thursday now.

Abrahams Bay,
Mayaguana,
Bahamas
22.21.553N
72.59.068W

We had another night of lightening flashes and some thunder but again were blessed that no storms came our way. Listening to weather on the SSB this morning, we learned that we are simply in a pocket of clear sky and that nasty weather is surrounding us, so we’ll just stay put until it passes.

The husband and wife crew off the catamaran nearest to us came by this morning to say hello and ask about what there was in “town”. They were looking for a telephone and we were able to tell them that there were two next to the Customs office. In spite of the weather, they plan on heading out tonight for the Turks & Caicos. We chatted for a little while before they continued their exploration.

Dale jumped in for a little swim and came back with a couple of little shells that we’ve not seen before. He said that he saw some rays in the water but so far, we have not seen Seymour again.

The rest of the day was spent reading. Dale even put up the hammock for me. Occasionally we’ll get a little breeze for a few minutes but on the whole, the air is terribly still and humid.

Abrahams Bay,
Mayaguana,
Bahamas
22.21.553N
72.59.068W

After listening to the weather report this morning, it appears we’ll be here for awhile. We’re caught between two systems that are creating havoc for those caught out in them. So far for us, we’ve been watching the show from a distance. Others haven't been as fortunate. We’ve heard that one boat with a crew of 4 is missing and several others were dodging and running most of the night trying to evade the storms and lightening strikes forming right above them.

In fact, one boat reported that they were trying to make the Turks & Caicos so that a crew member could seek medical attention. They were hoping to make Mayaguana today to rest before heading out again. We gave it a couple of hours and when we saw several boats coming in we hailed them and Dale identified himself as a physician if there was an emergency. Apparently the man’s wife suffers from a nervous stomach and was afraid that she had developed an ulcer. However, from her symptoms, Dale didn’t think that was the problem. Since they have elected to stay here for a few more days, we’ll see what develops.

We made our way in to the island and found the Customs/Immigration office about a ½ mile down the road from the dock. We spoke with a woman behind the counter who indicated that the customs officer wasn’t in and to return in the afternoon. We walked further down the road and found an intersection where we looked in all directions but didn’t see anything of interest in any direction. This is one quiet island.

We returned to the Palace where we swam a little, read a little and napped a little. In the afternoon, we returned as requested and this time stood in line so that the same woman who had dismissed us earlier in the day could process our paperwork. Dale surmised that the “boss” wasn’t in during the morning, so she sent everyone way until he was there and could witness for himself that she was a very busy person.

On our way back to the boat on this trip, we passed 3 fishermen that had a bounty crop of conch they were cleaning as well as several very large grouper. They said that they had caught everything along the reef at the far end of the island. Several young boys were swimming in the area but then saw a large barracuda interested in the scraps left over from the fish cleaning and made a hasty retreat from the water. I was impressed with how polite they all were as we passed by. They even offered to help us get off the pier when we got into the dinghy.

This time on our return trip, we kept going out past the Palace and explored the wreck that is on the reef. It is the rusted out hulk of a steel boat that obviously had a bad day.

We’ve noticed that Seymour hasn’t made an appearance today, so I’m guessing that the blood in the water from the meat was what attracted him to our boat last evening. Still, we make sure that we are out of the water by sunset just in case.