Musha Cay to Black Point, Great Guana Cay Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Well the music didn’t keep up until 2am. It blared all night until 7am when the crew that works on the construction of the private resort showed back up and began work. I was up at 4:30am still bouncing to the beat of the music in my dreams all night. I guess I’m tired this morning with all that dancing in my sleep.

After coffee and coconut bread toast, we lifted anchor and headed towards Black Point on the Bank side of the islands. We motored the entire way since there wasn’t much wind at all. Azaya put up their spinnaker to get all the air they could (their engine has become very unreliable) and we both got anchored by 11:30am. Isla hailed us around 11:00am to see where we were, they heard us chatting with Azaya. They’re heading to Staniel Cay from Black Point. It sounds like they’ll be there for a couple of days. We actually passed them entering the bay at Black Point as they were leaving. They called “we left a spot for you” as we passed.

We anchored in front of the government dock in 10 feet of water. It looks emerald green in color, as did Musha Cay. I’d forgotten how variable the water color could be here in the Bahamas. The water in the cut yesterday looked purple. Mary Clare had remarked how beautiful the water in the cut was. The emerald green water is very clear and clean. If it were a gemstone, it would be priceless. As it’s water and not a gemstone, its only priceless in my mind. If you look down from the boat into the water, you can see the small tufts of sea grass so plainly in the ripples of sand that the tidal currents create on the bottom. Our anchor chain winds across the bottom like a serpent resting in the water.

After making sure our anchor was snug and we weren’t dragging, we got the little computer and dinghied to shore. Loraine’s was our destination for lunch and Internet. It was good to see her again. Her baby Josh is a little boy now. Last time we were here, he was a baby. Now at one year old he’s running all over. It’s sad to find out that she now has to charge for Internet. I guess the donation thing wasn’t working out to well. Not enough people were donating to help her pay for the electricity use. But at $3 for usage plus a delicious lunch of cracked conch – the fee is worth it. We were able to get on and check our email, and pay bills at a much faster speed this year. One of the cruisers brought her a new router and set her up with two connections. She’s happy with it and I’m sure all the cruisers are too. She’s a young Bahamian woman that seems to have made a success in her business. She’s hard working, a great cook and she trusts her customers to the extent that they obtain their own drinks and tell her later how much they owe her. I hate to think that some cruisers have taken advantage of her hospitality but it all works out. Her mom also makes delicious bread that you can buy from her house. Speaking of which I forgot to buy some!

On our walk back to the dock we noticed that the supply boat was in. Lorraine mentioned that it was in for anyone waiting for fresh produce and we saw happy people carting produce around. Once at the dock a little girl on a bicycle was trying to get into our boat with us. She was so cute and wanting to help us untie the boat and tie it up again and trying to get into the dinghy with us – I was aghast and said no, no you can’t do that. Your mom and dad would have a fit. She kept asking which boat is yours that one? The big one? The little one your’ getting into. Do you have another? Which one oh the big one. Can I come? No. As we pulled away she looked crest fallen and it broke my heart to see her so sad. She was so dang cute. Why is she wandering the dock checking out all the boats and so willing to get in one??? Where are her parents!

After lunch at Lorraine’s I was still stuffed come evening. So much for dinner. We lazed around in the cockpit and enjoyed the evening. Axel & Mary Clare came by in the late evening. After lunch at Lorraine’s, he’d gone back to work on the boat and wasn’t too positive about the prognosis. I can’t believe that there’s someone with worse luck than Wayne, but in the case of luck with boats, I think they definitely have us topped as far as luck. It’s uncanny…