Laying Low in Abaco

This large sea star was easy to spot in shallow, clear water close to the beach

This large sea star was easy to spot in shallow, clear water close to the beach

The protected Sea of Abaco strives, at times, to compete with the big ocean by churning up waves and choppiness that worsen as you pass close to an ocean cut. We allowed enough time (about a month) to move around in favorable winds and a sea state that suited us. Therefore, strong north winds kept us tucked in on a Pete’s Pub mooring in Little Harbor at the southern end of the Sea of Abaco, and so began an eight-day fun and frolic with new boat friends.

This hermit crab chose a different shell than the usual West Indian Top Shells. He hangs around the pub at night

This hermit crab chose a different shell than the usual West Indian Top Shells. He hangs around the pub at night

Darn good thing we aren’t depending on our fish-catching luck to feed ourselves. The Mahi that liked our hook was a fighter and with rod and reel we might have kept him, but he got off just as Russ was about to pull him up. Fortunately our neighbors on s/v Dolphin Leap scored a big one and when s/v Mardi Gras arrived on Wed we feasted on delicious Mahi and coleslaw prepared by Masha, appetizers a la Mardi Gras with fresh-baked focaccia made famous by Chef Russ.

Tuesday was “anything you wish to do” perfect and the sea glass on Lynyard Cay called out to me. Gotta love Google Earth that showed us a tiny spot where we could land Bunting then walk around at the southern end. At first I wasn’t sure about the terrain but closer inspection revealed it ideal for trapping glass that washed up over the rocks set at just the right angle. Footwear a must; a screwdriver would come in handy for prying pieces firmly wedged and a large bag to hold your treasures. Besides the sea glass I found a perfect Reticulated Cowrie Helmet specimen- very exciting and by far my best shell find ever. (it’s only 3″long)

A rocky, other-world type beach with scattered sand spots is ideal for sea glass

A rocky, other-world type beach with scattered sand spots is ideal for sea glass

A low-tide walk along the rocky side of the mooring field always results in new finds. This time we spotted live West Indian Top snails- you know- before the hermit crabs call them “home”.  Another first and many were quite large; some day the perfect hermit mansion.

Grandpa Top Shell and chitons on the rocks visible at low tide

Grandpa Top Shell and chitons on the rocks visible at low tide

Sat, March 15: we headed north to provision at the excellent Maxwell’s in Marsh Harbor, make water along the way, and backtrack a bit to anchor near Baker’s Rock/Tahiti Beach across from Cracker P’s on Lubbers Quarters. Tonight the three boats would make tracks for Cracker P’s full moon party and beach bonfire; our first ever. Dolphin Leap and Mardi Gras regaled us with their adventures which included (I won’t say who did what) one being towed out of Little Harbor by the other, a handheld VHF taking a swim, handheld rescued but then the rescuer needed rescuing, going aground, repairs to the original problem and well, you get the idea. Despite all that, both boats arrived on time for the party; hearty cruisers are like that.

Keith, Russ, Moi, Linda and Masha -ready for buffet and bonfire at Cracker P's

Keith, Russ, Moi, Linda and Masha -ready for buffet and bonfire at Cracker P’s

Masha snapped a good one of me by the bonfire

Masha snapped a good one of me by the bonfire

Bonfire- what shape do you see?

Bonfire- what shape do you see?

Next stop: the lovely Hope Town harbor where we used our Maine Cat connections to procure a mooring for three nights. The fronts have been steady and every other one is weak; still keeps us happy to be doing that clocking around action on a mooring. Sunday we participated in our first dinghy drift; one of the largest they’ve had. More than 50 dinghies tied up together while 120 happy floaters passed around finger foods to share. The flotilla moved slowly through the mooring field and toward the harbor’s entrance. The ferry snuck by just in time but the three-man crew of a large center console got a big surprise as they rounded the corner- and there we sat, a joyful jelly fish blob waving and cheering.

On Da BeachEarlier that day killing a few birds seemed to be the way to go: lunch, a walk and checking out a new beach bar. We don’t usually eat at the bar but that was the only spot, so we took it. Those who do this know you can meet more people this way, get drinks spilled on you and get to know your bartender better. 🙂 We met Bill and Betsy, a few years our senior, who sadly were enjoying their last day in Hope Town. After lunch we joined them and shared stories. The resort van took us all back into town and we were invited to check out the villa. Of course, we pointed out our floating home along the way. The view from the roof top lounge area couldn’t have been better. We noticed Bill out on the dock when the dinghy drift came by later and we shared a big wave.

Entrance channel into Hope Town Harbor

Entrance channel into Hope Town Harbor

Monday afternoon we rented a golf cart with Masha and Keith of Dolphin Leap to see the mid and southern sights of Elbow Cay/Hope Town that are not within walking distance of town. Beautiful beaches, some with sea glass, great beach bars and colorful villas with creative names and pretty landscaping.

Firefly Resort -our first stop

Firefly Resort -our first stop

Firefly Sweet Tea Vodka and fresh lemonade- so summer, so southern!

Firefly Sweet Tea Vodka and fresh lemonade- so summer, so southern!

A photo-stop by the beach near The Abaco Inn

A photo-stop by the beach near The Abaco Inn

Tahiti Beach at high tide. I work my way around in search of sea glass; first climbing through a jungle gym in the trees

Tahiti Beach at high tide. I work my way around in search of sea glass; first climbing through a jungle gym in the trees

One evening we gathered aboard Mardi Gras for Barry’s delicious Sangria. So delicious and not sweet at all; just right. No one spilled and that was extra nice.

Moonrise over Harbor's Edge - an easy dinghy row from our mooring

Moonrise over Harbor’s Edge – an easy dinghy row from our mooring

Wed arrived and by the time we got up our friends had departed; headed for Green Turtle and the dreaded Whale Cay passage. Laundry was long overdue for us so we took are of that at Light House Marina. Our destination today: Fisher’s Bay at Great Guana Cay, where we’d call home for a few days and the Barefoot Man concert at Nippers.

The Hope Town Sailing Club sponsors many races throughout the year and today was a point-to-point race. In this photo you can see that no other boat is ahead of us:-)

race float

Spanish Wells: Out and About

Sunny and spacious rental on the north side of Spanish Wells

Sunny and spacious rental on the north side of Spanish Wells

The affluent settlement of Spanish Wells occupies the nearly all of the three mile-long St George’s Cay which is connected by bridge to Russell Island to the south and by ferry to North Eleuthera.(the land to the right of the 3 island cluster) An early Spanish explorer found fresh water on St George’s; thus the origin of the settlement’s name.

Assuming the chart is readable, you will find Spanish Wells to the upper left

Assuming the chart is readable, you will find Spanish Wells to the upper left

Spanish Wells is famous for its prosperous fishing fleet, which supplies much of the Bahamas’ commercial crop of lobster, conch and fish. Not all the boats hunt for lobster, but those that do, supply over 80% of Red Lobster’s lobster. This means that you may have eaten Caribbean spiny lobster meat and didn’t realize it. The vessels are owned and run as co-ops, are well-maintained and provide a substantial income to each owner.

The entrance is narrow as is the channel between St George's Cay and Charles Island. Russell island is behind us

The entrance is narrow as is the channel between St George’s Cay and Charles Island. Russell island is behind us

The tidy, colorful community dates back to the 17th century when the Eleutheran Adventurers left England looking for religious freedom. They didn’t find what they wanted in Bermuda and many ended up washed up on Eleuthera’s north shore, known as the Devil’s Backbone.(the reef area under the words See Chart EL 6 on the chart photo) An angel watched over them and they found a huge cave that is now called Preacher’s Cave. The cave provided shelter and enabled them to survive; talk about roughing it.

The settlement is well laid out and easy to walk; or rent one of the many golf carts which zoom around easily on the mostly flat streets.  The main road runs east to west and the cross streets are numbered starting with 1st Street and ending with 30th at the western end.  In the photo below you see more cars than carts parked at the shopping center; even though people have little need for a car, if they can afford one they own one.

Kathy's Bakery sits across the street from the well-stocked Food Fair at 19th St

Kathy’s Bakery sits across the street from the well-stocked Food Fair at 19th St

Another road runs along the busy harbor and you can watch all sorts of boat activities: small and large ferries, the freight boats, commercial fishing boats unloading and refueling, small runabouts, cruising boats headed either to the marina or to the moorings and the fancy yachts headed to Harbor Island via Devil’s Backbone with a pilot aboard to assure they arrive in one piece.

Seven snug moorings are available at the far east end of St Georges Cay, where Charles Island provides great protection from the cold front's strong winds

Seven snug moorings are available at the far east end of St Georges Cay, where Charles Island provides great protection from the cold front’s strong winds

We thoroughly enjoyed Spanish Wells; our planned 3-night stay turned into 5 and while we found many of the locals somewhat standoffish, our mooring neighbors were friendly and we credit them with making our first visit to Spanish Wells, a very special one.

Many shops are part of the owner's home. This place sold local products, many handmade as well as beautiful shells brought up from the deep blue.

Many shops are part of the owner’s home. This place sold local products, many handmade as well as beautiful shells brought up from the deep blue.

We shopped, visited the museum, dined at the Shipyard which understandably sits on Shipyard Point, acquired several pounds of boneless grouper but not nearly enough lobster, walked the beach, hosted  Barry and Linda of s/v Mardi Gras for happy hour and gathered on their boat with two other boats for a “storm party” the day of the weekly unavoidable cold front. You can imagine the vast quantity of photos I took and since so many are needed to show you around Spanish Wells, I’ll let the photos speak for themselves with little help from me.

Barry, Jean, Tom, Linda and Annie at the Museum. Jean is a former cruiser, now museum docent.

Barry, Jean, Tom, Linda and Annie at the Museum. Jean is a former cruiser, now museum docent.

Real home-made ice cream served daily starting at 7:30pm. Two flavors change every few days

Real home-made ice cream served daily starting at 7:30pm. Two flavors change every few days

Car ferry service is provided by a Mennonite whose large family lives on North Eleuthera

Car ferry service is provided by a Mennonite whose large family lives on North Eleuthera

Saturday was a pleasant, drier day, partly cloudy with a light cooling breeze and a top temp around 73. On Wed, Omo’o took the Bo Henghy fast ferry over to Harbor Island and gave us the scoop at the s/v Mardi Gras storm party. None of wanted to take our own boats but we’d kicked around shelling out the $46/pp for the fast ferry. Nothing we heard was awful, but we decided that hearing the story from others was good enough. Ritzy resorts; expensive, fancy restaurants, a la di da marina and a beautiful maybe pink sand beach with no treasures sums up Harbor Island. Wonderful for the yachts and the honeymooners, not worth spending nearly $100 just for the pleasure of spending more and feeling like you’re not in the Bahamas anymore.

That left us with one fun option for the day: get to Preacher’s Cave. One way to do that would be to risk life and limb by taking the dinghy up and over North Eleuthera through the reefs, or safely dinghy across to Jean’s Bay where the small ferries land on North Eleuthera. I voted for that method and did not get any quibble. The ride took all of  4 mins.

For once, our timing was perfect and after walking almost 2 of the nearly 3 mile trip, an SUV stopped to offer us a ride. Luxury seating compared to the back of a pickup truck! Four Bahamian ladies from Nassau were here for a visit, staying with their tour guide who has lived near Lower Bogue, EL for 12 years. They were headed to Preacher’s Cave- no surprise since the road doesn’t really lead anywhere else.010 (800x600)

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Binocular view provided free of charge

Binocular view provided free of charge

I took this from the upper level where hollows in the rock were used for sleeping quarters

I took this from the upper level where hollows in the rock were used for sleeping quarters

From the beach you can see the waves crashing on the reef of the Devi'ls Backbone

From the beach you can see the waves crashing on the reef of the Devil’s Backbone

Looking out from the beach, the crashing waves and swell confirmed we’d make the smart choice to not even give a second thought to landing the dinghy here- not to mention trying to get off the beach.

Our adopted guides told us that the red berries were edible -and they were. Tangy even

Our adopted guides told us that the red berries were edible -and they were. Tangy even

A few of the women were bromeliad crazy and found a spot where they snagged quite a few

A few of the women were bromeliad crazy and found a spot where they snagged quite a few

The prize bromeliad was HUGE and got stuffed in a black trash bag. We had to share space in back

The prize bromeliad was HUGE and got stuffed in a black trash bag. We had to share space in back

A sapodilly tree and the round, edible fruit. Apricot colored, tasted like a guava/kiwi blend. We took two home to ripen

A sapodilly tree and the round, edible fruit. Apricot colored, tasted like a guava/kiwi blend. We took two home to ripen

A few minutes later we got dropped off at the fork in the road. What a fun and educational experience. When we stopped at the sapodilly (sapodilla) tree, we were offered some fresh coconut and some sky juice which is gin, coconut water and sweetened condensed milk. Served very cold. Yum.  Felt invigorated by our walk (and happy it was much shorted than planned) and thrilled to see the sights and taste the tastes and best of all to have met such a terrific group of women who were eager to share and seemed happy to have us along for a while.