No Big FISH Stories, YET!

No Big FISH Stories

As usual time slips away when we are having fun.  But, mostly we have been relaxing on the hook away from the world of WIFI.  We spent three nights behind Lynyard Cay just opposite Little Harbour.  This gave us time to explore on the dink and check out the settlement at Little Harbour plus some of the reefs in the area.  No big fish were caught on the way up from Schooner Bay, nor were any bugs found as Steve explored the reef.  We did find the gallery in Little Harbor of interest as well as the story of the Johnston family who settled here back in the 1950s.  Although their first residence was in a cave on the harbor, these days we found a modern if quaint gallery and pub.  The foundry established by Randolph Johnston, the father, and pottery of his wife, Margot, are still in use today by the son and visiting artists.  Their bronze cast sculptures displayed on driftwood and gracing the compound were clearly inspired by this setting on the water. Most depicted sea creatures like rays, turtles and fish. As beautiful as they are, we managed to leave without any new bronze.  Steve, however, had to sample one of the pub’s signature rum drinks, and he reports they lived up to their reputation.  Fortunately, we did find our way back to our boat without any issues. (It is rumored that those who partake of these drinks occasionally have difficulties finding their boats.)

From the Little Harbour area we took cover from the approaching cold front in Bucaroon Bay – while it did not offer much protection as the wind shifted to the north, it did reunite us with our buddy boat, Alizann.  Once again we enjoyed their hospitality in celebration of Suzanne’s birthday. Our contribution was Champaign and lime-quila pie (Julia’s Key Lime pie spiked with some Tequila ). Needless to say, a good time was had by all.

One side note is needed – to get the flavor of our days.  Before we reached Bucaroon Bay, we stopped behind Cormorant Cay in hopes of find better shelter there.  After four failed attempts to set the anchor in likely looking spots we moved on to Bucaroon.  Each attempt requires the dropping of the anchor and 120 to 150 yards of chain then pulling, waiting, setting the anchor alarm, and finally Steve jumping in to check if the anchor has set and is holding.  Three swims later, we finally gave up on the Snake and Cormorant area and moved on….. Steve finally had a positive report when we dropped the hook in Bucaroon. Needless to say, he got his exercise swimming and Julia got hers raising and lowering that anchor.  It also consumed much of a day – but then what else do we have to do when the weather is too rough for snorkeling? Enjoying even the less than perfect days in the Bahamas. 

Just so you know we have not lost touch with the world, on Sunday we joined Alizann at Cracker P's to watch some Bball and enjoy adult beverages..... The dink ride from our anchorage gave Julia a chance to test her rain gear....