Holy Mackerel, a Lobster Landing

rainbow over beachOur second-most wished for Christmas gift was favorable weather for a jump over to Long Island and/or Conception; possibly the northern Jumentos. Amazingly we got our wish soon after Christmas and on Friday we motored in low winds to Long Island, making water along the way. Most of the route would be in depths lower than 20ft, but the first leg was over 40ft.  Ordinarily we think that’s not deep enough to catch anything, but in calm water, why not. Plus Benj’s bucket list for the trip included successful fishing and lobstering.   Damn but if we didn’t hear that “clunk” sound less than 10 minutes after the lines were in. Russ made sure we didn’t have a repeat of two weeks prior when we foolishly fed a shark.

I slowed a bit and we all manned our battle stations and grabbed our weapons. Sure enough we’d caught something- new to us and about 2ft long. Not a fighter, just wanted plenty of alcohol.

Our fresh catch of the day

Our fresh catch of the day

Conclusion: Cero- or Painted Mackerel. Good eating. Nice

Conclusion: Cero- or Painted Mackerel. Good eating. Nice

Benj was totally up for turning fish into food, but would you expect a sustainable agriculture major to be proficient in fish gutting and filleting? Fresh off a semester of “Animal Proteins” where a variety of meats and seafood were butchered, prepared and gloriously consumed, dispatching one fish would be easy, even with our not sharp enough knife.

This is not the fun part of fishing.

This is not the fun part of fishing.

An hour or so later, the wind now down to 5kts we decided to stop “near” a reef for a short lobster hunt. The guys headed off for a close-by spot which was no good and then went at least a mile toward the reef area. I stayed on board to make sure the water maker behaved and to do some boat-keeping.  I could see them returning- just a speck at first, then larger with a spear held high above smiling faces 🙂

Success! Spotted by Russ and speared by Benj- great father/son teamwork

Success! Spotted by Russ and speared by Benj- great father/son teamwork

Dinner of surf, surf and turf was delicious and the dinner conversation lively as we re-lived our day. While the men were away hunting I had a single visitor swim by; at first I thought “small shark” but as I watched it from different angles, I leaned toward Triggerfish. The one picture I got was no help as parts looked shark like and others not. From now on though we’ll dangle a baited hook off the boat when we are anchored in a fish zone.

Fish on! Tail off!

Exuma Sound as we pass by Three Sisters, bound for George Town

Exuma Sound as we pass by Three Sisters, bound for George Town

If crossing from Florida to the Bahamas is a cruiser’s Main Event, then for most cruisers in the Exumas, the Run to George Town is Part II. I think if you didn’t have to exit out a cut (into the Sound) and back in at Conch Cay Cut at the northern entrance to Elizabeth Harbor the trek wouldn’t be so worrisome. Helps to have a bit of North in the wind since you are headed SE and less than 18kts is preferred thank you very much. And so the waiting goes for a favorable window to jump down 30-50nm (depending which cut you use) to George Town. Can you say Pilgrimage?

We staged at the same spot we did last year; worked well then, why not this time? Russ read an ActiveCaptain review that further down off Rudder Cay, David Copperfield had placed a sizable piano and mermaid sculpture in 15ft of water just off the channel for our snorkeling delight. We considered going that far but nixed it in favor of beach walking, promising ourselves to stop on the way back. Only one other boat stopped at our spot and we were happy to see it was Matt and Tina on s/v Mattina-clever uh? Farley is the star of the show though and even I couldn’t resist giving him a big hug – allergies be damned. No barking, very patient – the perfect boat dog. Mattina’s plan was to stay on the protected banks side and enter the Sound through Rudder cut; would be closer to slack tide by then. Our plan was to jump out at Galliot cut about a mile away if the wind was down enough in the morning. Backup was to continue on to Cave Cay cut or Rudder if we didn’t like the looks of Galliot cut.

Come Thursday morning, the wind only 9kts, we upped anchor at 8:15 and even though the wind and the current were opposite (this creates nasty wave conditions) it didn’t turn the cut into a flume roller coaster, so out we went. But hey, what’s with the ESE stuff?? Remember we expected some North! So we dealt with 2-3ft swells and motored for a couple of hours, giving Mattina an update when they called to check on conditions. Gradually, the wind shifted, we raised the main, the swells calmed down, we put in two fishing lines, Mattina came out to play and soon we were sailing with main and jib; our ETA 3pm.

One typical cruiser topic is fishing; where, when, how, how many and who’s catching ‘em. Matt shared that the talk was no one was catching much yet this season; that hardly bode well for us, the ones who’ve caught three fish in two years. Can you say, “Starving souls?” Around 2pm, during the period of lovely sailing in 1 ft waves, we looked back and the line was down. Russ goes to the steps and begins to pull..then I hear, “Fish on!” I gather the tools: camera, alcohol, gaff and begin my job- so glad we are only sailing at 5kts-ish and the Sound is calm. At first, the fish seems to be small but then as we get it closer- uh oh.  Not having the audible fish-on notification system in place this time has cost us a fine meal or two. If the tail section was the only piece missing we’d have kept it, but that extra bite ruined the meal.

Unidentified fish was lunch for some lucky shark. Bummer for us.

Unidentified fish was lunch for some lucky shark. Bummer for us.

Our perfect afternoon wind continued and we sailed all the way down Elizabeth Harbor, dropping the sails as we turned toward Sand Dollar Beach to anchor.

Anchoring space is easy to come by in December off Chat N Chill and Volleyball Beach

Anchoring space is easy to come by in December off Chat N Chill and Volleyball Beach

With only four other boats around we had our pick and we chose well.  The anchor grabbed right off in the sandy bottom and within 20 mins we’d launched Bunting and were headed across the harbor to the market for produce and cheese. And who did we run into there? Stay tuned.