Another little Beach Walker |
At 7:30am we re-anchored to 25 36.812 x 77 44.005 in 7.5-6.5 ft at pretty close to low tide. We bounced off the bottom a couple times and got stuck a couple times. Forward, reverse, neutral, pivot, forward, reverse, leave it in forward and plow a little through the sand. We did get free though and reanchored with an hour to spare before the low, low tide. Mary Clare radioed to see if we’d drug through the night and we filled her in about bouncing off the bottom (she’d been there and done that before too). After setting the hook, we finished our coffee to the sound of a sea bird chattering as it skimmed the water for its breakfast. It was actually pleasant to sit and listen to our wind generator humming along while having our coffee. The isolator that Wayne put on it makes all the difference in the world. I can hear it, just barely, in the back ground. It’s no longer a foreground noise that makes me grit my teeth.
Looking at my dodger window with the sun on it was blinding at times. Our boat is covered in salt crystals (we could use a fresh water rinse) and as the light refracts off the little crystals it’s like watching a twinkling display of dancing lights. I wiped some off on my finger to examine them more closely, then to taste them. Imagine that, salt crystals that taste like salt, captured from the water that we travel through… The taste reminded me that I was hungry so I went below to make a lazy omelet for breakfast.
For me a lazy omelet is basically chopping up onion, peppers and throwing them in a pan with sausage bits, then cracking open the eggs into the pan after the previous stuff has browned up and whisking them all together. Throw some cheese on top and wella! A lazy omelet…served up with some orange slices.
After breakfast it was time to get the dinghy down and see if we could get it running for a trip over to the blue hole. After several tries, it finally started up… hmmmm…then we (Azaya and us) dinghied over to WindQuest and Mad Dash to see if they’d like to join us for dinner over at Azaya to share in the lovely, but unknown, fish that we’d caught before we continued on to the beach and to the blue hole. We’re pretty sure it’s a Jack – that’s the closest we could come to matching it up.
The first Shark that came by us - not the one that headed right at me. |
Axel, Mary, Me and Wayne on Little Canada AKA New Alaska |
It was kinda neat to return and watch the little sand bar we’d dubbed little Canada last year sink back under the water as the tide rose. We dubbed it Alaska this year and exclaimed how global warming was claiming it as it disappeared below the waves (laughing). We hiked over to the blue hole and the cave then returned back to the beach to wander before heading back to the boats and getting ready for dinner aboard Azaya. Today actually felt like a decompression day for me and it feels like I’m back into cruising mode again in the Bahamas. It’s good to be able to shake off all the stress and leave it elsewhere.
Dean's Blue Hole |
Kolibrie, Mad Dash, Wind Quest and Azaya for Sundowners |
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