Tuesday 28 January 2014

Day 219, Monday, January 27th

Day 219, Monday, January 27th

Alas our outboard motor is not behaving properly.  The cooling system has been inefficient as we are getting some steam instead of a stream of water exiting the cooling system.  Dawson prepares to take the lower portion of the engine off so he can change the impeller.  Unfortunately the manual is not the correct model or something and there is something missing from the instructions.  Jim from the next boat over comes over to lend a hand so the 2 of them commiserate.  Julie searches the internet and finds a youtube video for the correct motor and exactly what they are trying to do, so after a view the missing link of information is gleened.  The old impeller does not look to bad, which is a bummer, we were hoping that would be the problem.  With the new impeller installed we re-assemble the engine, but the linkage is now out of wack and we have no reverse.  Dawson turns into a monster when doing these kinds of repairs.  We are able to run the engine and take it for a test drive over to volleyball beach where we decide to join in on a second bridge lesson.  (Dawson will remove the thermometer mechanism tomorrow to see if that is the source of our problems).

These lessons are basic lessons about bidding American standard convention so quite good, as it is time we step our game up a bit.  The lessons last a couple hours then we return to the mothership for sundowner and dinner, and a quiet evening.  There is a dance on over at the “chat and chill” and we should join in but we are anchored about a mile away and with the engine acting up it is best we stay put.


Cheers

Julie and Dawson

Day 218, Sunday, January 26th

Day 218, Sunday, January 26th
Well it is Sunday and Dawson has chosen to get water today.  We managed to pull into the anchorage with low water levels so we need to fill up our water tanks.  Normally not a big deal, but we did not bring jugs to fill as we have large tanks on the boat, but getting the tanks filled here is a bit of a problem.  We decide to ask friends if we can borrow their 5 gallon jugs and Dawson makes 4 trips netting 100 gallons to put into our tanks.
Julie makes one of the trips with Dawson to do some internet banking and watch Ross’s 2 races from the weekend.  He managed to break records (meet and field records) for both races and was very pleased with the start of his season.


We manage to connect with Kevin on Skype to confirm all is well in the Newfoundland world.

We meet up with Tracy and Dennis off of Jalu to have a sundowner on the beach, then head back to the boat for our typical quiet evening.

Cheers
Julie and Dawson

Sunday 26 January 2014

Day 217, Saturday, January 25th

Day 217, Saturday, January 25th
Link to shared spot page to track on map.  Copy and paste then save as a favourite if you want to use this page.

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Dawson on beach
Tracy and Julie on hike
The morning starts with Dawson listening to weather reports and Julie doing her French lessons on Rosetta stone.  After the morning activity program, we chat to JaLu and decide to go for a hike and explore all the trails on Stocking Island.  Before we kayak over to the beach we close everything up as it looks like rain.  Dawson goes to get the rug he had put on deck yesterday to dry out (after a spill) and it is not there.  Oops, high winds sent it overboard.  We look around but we are anchored in about 16 feet of water and don’t see it anywhere.  Oh well, off we go back up to the monument the ladies had hiked to the previous day.  It is a beautiful view from here and reassures us we are anchored nicely. 

Dennis on hike at top of monument hill
View of anchorage, we are in middle
 It always seems like we are anchored on top of our neighbours but from up above we can clearly see that we have spaced ourselves out just about perfectly.   After reaching the monument we head down the hill on the Ocean (Exuma Sound) side of the island and walk along the beach for quite a long way.  We can feel it in our legs.  Along the way we meet Don and Linda who we keep bumping into.  They are originally from Michigan but now spend the warmer months living on Manitoulin Island which is neat as it is our back yard.  Most likely we will cross paths back in Canada at some point.



View of beach-Stocking Island


We head to the mothership for a quick lunch as we want to join in on Bridge lessons at 2:00.  It is time we learn to play properly rather than our sloppy kitchen bridge with a convention from our university days, that we kind of follow.  The lesson is great as they are teaching the American standard bidding.  They last only about an hour or so as it starts to rain and we are outside.  We enjoy our new knowledge and will return on Monday for lesson 2. 

We check the internet and find out Ross has also won the 1500 meter race today and again broke the meet and field records.  Way to go Ross.  Makes Julie homesick to be missing the races, but most likely would not have made this race.  We will be back for the outdoor season!

We spend a quiet evening chatting about life.  One thing with this trip, we have intentionally not planned our adventure so there are many conversations on unfolding what the adventure looks like.  More and more our conversations are turning to what does our future look like?  How long do we want to sail? How far do we want to go?  When do we turn around? Do we leave the boat south and return in the near future, or take the boat back to Canada?  What do we want to do after sailing?  Return to work?  Where do we want to live?  Etc. etc.  We have always had the dream of going sailing and never put too much thought into life after sailing.  It makes for interesting conversation.   Stay tuned as life unfolds.

Cheers

Julie and Dawson

Day 216, Friday January 24th, 2014

Day 216, Friday January 24th, 2014

Dinghy parking at the grocery store
Dawson and his lobster catch
Today was an unusual day as Dawson was going out with the guys spear fishing and Julie went with the women on a hike.  We have learned already to monitor channel 68 on the vhf radio.  There is a program also in the morning announcing all the activities going on.  Things like volleyball games, hikes, trivia, tournaments, lessons etc.  We are not partaking on any “public” events today, but hanging out with our friends from JaLu and Windward and Popeye.  We start out at about 9:00.  The ladies hike was great.  Only a few steps into it and we had the bitch session underway....and then the conversation turned to cooking, health issues, and family.  We also had Karen off of Popeye passing on some local knowledge about the island.  Meanwhile Dawson was on a marathon snorkel but did come back with a lovely lobster for dinner.  Needless to say Dawson was chilled and will wear Kevin’s long sleeved wet suit with his farmer John’s on top.  Dawson referred to the “skinnies” getting cold and abandoning the snorkel expedition a bit earlier than their counterparts and then lying in the bottom of the dinghy to get out of the wind.  By the time we reconnected it was around noon and time to get cleaned up to head to town for our errands.  We are low on everything and this is a good town to stock up.  Stuff is expensive though.  A case of tonic water costs $18, and a can of peanuts costs $8 and it was a small can.  Oh well we are just glad to have stuff to choose from.  We had not had yogurt for 2 weeks and could only buy whole milk.  Not good for the waistline.


Landing craft going by



View of anchorage from beach
In town we manage to get the ipad data plan up and running again, as well as hit the liquor store (which has inexpensive booze by Canadian standards), and the gas station for dinghy fuel.  Errands done, time to head back to the boat.  To get to the mothership we have to dinghy about a mile across a channel to Stocking Island where we are anchored.  The wind has strengthened to about 20 knots and between current and wind, we have 2 and 3 foot waves to bash head on into.  Julie had some foul weather gear, but Dawson did not and got totally soaked.  Not a big deal, but salt water so shower number 2 was needed and we discovered we were also low on water.  Oh bother.  We carry 200 gallons of water which can last just the 2 of us about 6 weeks.  Unfortunately they charge 50 cents a gallon to fill our tanks so we are hoping for rain so we can at least fill one of the tanks for free.  Unfortunately our watermaker is still not working very well. 
Ian and Lynn visiting
We get the groceries unloaded, get cleaned up and start planning dinner. Ian and Lynn pop over on their way back to their boat and join us for a "dark and stormy".  

First thought was to Barbeque the lobster tail, but the barbeque won’t stay lit in these high winds.  Plan 2 is to sauté the tail into a stir fry.  This works great and we sure enjoy our fresh lobster.

We head to bed at our regular early time and typically Dawson did lights out well before Julie.  Julie is the night owl on this boat.  Generally Julie plays on the computer till all hours.  It was a great way to close out the night when we realized Ross was racing today and were able to find results on internet and he won.  A great start to the season.  He even broke the meet and field record (fastest ever on that track).  Went to sleep with a big smile.
Cheers

Julie and Dawson

Friday 24 January 2014

Day 215, Thursday January 23, 2014

Day 215, Thursday January 23, 2014.... and also 4 days without email

Captain at the helm holding on as we are leaning a lot
Today we are sailing further south.  The winds will be from the NE so we can sail the entire 45 miles as we are heading SE.  Unfortunately it will be a bit of a “beat”, which means a close reach when the wind is crossing the boat at the front quarter and this leads to lots of heeling (leaning of the boat).  The destination today is Georgetown which is the “capital” of the Exumas.  Many people refer to Georgetown as an adult day camp as there is a very organized sailing community that has lots of activities going on each and every day.  We are anxious to get to Georgetown in order to get some internet and some groceries.  Although we have continued to eat well, it takes more planning and creativity as many supplies are down to zero.
There are about 10 other boats also heading in the same direction as us.  Some faster, some slower, but enough that Dawson wants to keep the sails trimmed and wonders why someone may be going faster than us.  Julie on the other hand just wants to get there.  The waves are about 4 feet, but between teh waves, wind and leaning, it is not a fun ride.   7 hours of it of which some of it is spent vacumning, and cleaning toilets leads to less than 100% feeling. 

Typical at anchor reading a book
We try our luck fishing for big fish on the way.  We have 50 pound test line on and a leader that is a big cable.  The hook and bait look large and Julie is concerned we could catch something too big.  That is all we need, some 5 foot fish that will do a thousand dollars damage to the boat flailing around.  (We don’t have a gaff).  Alas we did not catch anything so we were safe from having to pull some monster into the boat.  Oh well.  We will try again another day.

After 7 hours we arrive to see a couple hundred sailboats anchored.  We find a good spot and see fellow boats that we have crossed paths with.  We get the lowdown from Lynn off of Windward, then head to Chill and Chat for dinner.  Great ribs and fish dinner, but no internet.

We have a dark dinghy ride back to the boat for evening coffee and an early night.


Cheers

Julie and Dawson

Day 214, Wednesday January 22nd

Day 214, Wednesday January 22nd
Osprey
We woke up debating whether to move on to a new anchorage today or hang out for one more day.  We had chosen this anchorage for its westerly protection as last night we were supposed to get a westerly blow, but it did not really arrive.  Winds were westerly, but only about 15 knots, nothing to get excited about.  Dawson has been getting up at 6:30 to listen to Chris Parker on the SSB daily and they had gotten everyone worked up about the “big blow”.  We decide to stay as Julie read about a hike up to a freshwater snorkel that was close by so we decide to stay and dinghy over to the trail which was about a mile away. 
Always hiking....
Sheltered landing spot
The dinghy ride was bouncy to say the least.  We were boating into 2 and 3 foot waves on the nose and both of us got wet.  As we approached the area we wanted to beach at, there was a large osprey nest and the bird was not thrilled as our appearance.  Soon another osprey with a palm frond in tow joined the first osprey and they stared at us.  Unfortunately those same waves we just charged through were crashing on the beach and there was also coral around and we did not want to puncture the dinghy or our legs so we aborted the hike unfortunately.  We decide to hike over to a boat wreck which is on dry shore but located within the bay so sheltered from the waves.  We land  on the sheltered side and start hiking, but need to get over an old coral reef.  We hack through some bushes and trees but are getting all scratched so we decide to abort this expedition also.  Third hike idea is to go back to the dinghy landing and hike across to the ocean (Exuma Sound) side of the island.  Again about 300 meters into teh hike, we bail as there are no trails and we are getting scratched up.  We give up on hiking and dinghy across to a nice beach where we will have the picnic we have brought with us.  This is a nice beach adn we are able to duck out of the wind.  It is only about 1:00 when we head back to the mothership.  We read for the rest of the afternoon until a sailboat comes into the bay and decides to take the mooring ball closest to us.  This is a potential problem as we are anchored and swing a larger circle than the moored boat.  We shorten our anchor chain about 30 feet and we think we will be okay.


We enjoy the fabulous Lobster/seafood chowder that Julie had created yesterday and call it an early night.
Cheers

Julie and Dawson

Day 213, Tuesday January 21st – a relaxing day on Farmers Cay

Day 213, Tuesday January 21st – a relaxing day on Farmers Cay
We wake up to another sunny day after a very calm night at anchor.  We decide we will head into Farmers Cay and do a run walk to get some exercise.  To build on the exercise portion of the morning we take the kayaks to shore.
We land at the beach just in from the dingy dock we landed at the day before and Dawson heads off on a run around the island and Julie heads off on a walk/run.  We meet up after about 40 minutes and compare notes on our explore of the island, needless to say it was very much the same as the island is not that big.  We walk over to Ocean Cabins to see if there is some internet and to make use of the exchange library.  We meet the owner, Terry which makes for interesting conversation.  He is from Farmers Cay but has traveled a bit, his 1st wife was from Canada and is back in Toronto with his daughter.  We trade our books in but no internet, Ocean Cabins is somewhat frugal with their internet.
From Ocean Cabins we head back to the kayak and speak to one of the locals.  Julie discusses the sea life with the man and learns the reasons the rays jump is to show man the direction of a storm.  Well maybe, I’m just saying.  We do see a number of rays in the harbour, a turtle and a conch coral.  The conch coral has us kind of wondering, it is just a fenced inclusion with some conch in it but it is well off the beach.  We have seen conch tied to a dock or in a cage close to the dock but not one off by itself in deeper water.  Our questions are answered when a tour boat comes in, the boat circles the little harbour with the tourist pointing out the rays and turtles.  The boat then stops beside the conch coral and the operator dives in to harvest some fresh conch.  Not a bad side trip; see a few rays, some turtles and see your conch salad being pulled out of the water.
We let the current and wind float us back to the mothership as we peer through our peek a boo windows on the kayaks, hoping to find some decent snorkelling areas.  No luck, just some boring sea grass.  We grab the coconut husking tools though and head to the beach to find a coconut.  We are successful and it is excellent.  We use the coconut milk to drink, and snack on the coconut back on teh boat. 
As we are snacking, Terry comes by and reattaches the mooring lines to the cement hunks that are underwater around us.  We had not known we anchored so close to the mooring field as it was only the underwater anchors that were left.  Now we are anchored in a mooring field which is not good.  Terry does not mind and there are not many boats around so we decide to stay where we are.  Shortly after Terry left, Jeff and some friends pop over to put another mooring ball on the other side of us.  Jeff also has a bunch of fish and lobster in his boat and we negotiate to buy to lobster tails.  Julie takes the bodies too to use for bait and also find some meat in the shoulders.
We spend the late afternoon fishing in the bay using a spoon with a bit of lobster as bait.  No luck.  We don’t catch anything.  No good reefs in the area.  Oh well.  Back to the boat and Julie makes a seafood chowder for us to eat tomorrow night as we already have pork chops thawed for the barbeque for tonight.
A very busy day today.  We head to bed early as we are expecting high winds tonight.
Cheers

Dawson and Julie

Day 212, Monday, January 20th

Day 212, Monday January 20th – a beautiful sail once again
We are up to a sunny day; it is good to be back to the sun in the morning as it has been overcast for the past couple of days.  We are heading south today so we up anchor at 8 and start on the 10 mile trip south. 
The wind is out of the North East making for a beautiful beam reach (wind 90 degrees to the sails).   Jazzebelle glides nicely along at 5 knots.  There are a number of other boats on the move, the majority under sail, but there are 2 boats ahead of us, on the same course under bare poles.  We just cannot understand this, you could not asked for a better sailing day and here are two boats choosing to motor – go figure we can’t.

By 10 a.m. we are down at Farmer Cay. and drop the hook on the south east side of the island.  We are anchored just to the north of some mooring.  We have decided to anchor as we have been warned not to trust the mooring here.  We have lunch and then dinghy in to take a look at Little Farmers Cay.  We had been told by a couple people that Little Farmers is worth a stop and on the sail down a boat came on VHF thanking all in Little Farmers for the wonderful time they have had so we have high expectations.
There is not really much to the island but the people are very friendly, within 5 mins of landing we have already been welcomed to the island by 3 different people.  One of the first things we see is the body of a lion fish left at the fish cleaning station.  Lion fish are an invasive to the Bahamas and are killed on site by the local fishermen.  If you know how to clean them they are considered good eating.  But you have to know what you are doing as their spines are venomous.   First stop is the local grocery store at the docks, not much here but tell the clerk will we be back if needed.  We start our circumnavigation of the Cay and within 20 paces we have one of the locals calling us over to view his shell craft work.  After viewing the work and explaining that we are not interested he gives us some grass and leaves to make a tea with.  With our new tea fixings in our pack we continue the circumnavigation.
The Cay is small being only about 2 miles long by ½ mile wide so it won’t be too long of a hike.  Our second stop is Farmers Cay Yacht Club where we meet Roosevelt the owner.  He is a friendly fellow and is getting ready for the 4 F festival which is coming up.  Roosevelt along with his cousin Terry (owner of the Ocean Cabins and restaurant) invented the festival in the late 80’s as a way of bringing people to the island.  The 4 F are First Friday in February Festival, which features a sailing regatta of local boats.  We will see if we come back for the event.
Leaving the Yacht Club we head west across the tip of the Cay and arrive at the Runway which forms part of the road.  We head along the runway until we pick up the actual road again.  From here we are back in the “community” again, we meet up with some other boaters from Paris Ontario and head over to Ocean Cabins for a well deserved beer and use of the internet.  We pick up our emails and post some blogs and then head back to the boat for the evening.  A very simple life we lead.
Back on the boat Dawson dives the anchor to make sure it is well set.  We do some reading  until it is dinner time.  Cup of coffee after dinner, this time accompanied by a delicious slice of raisin bread a game of King Cribbage, and Dominos and we are off to bead.
A word on the terrain here in the Bahamas:  As lovely as the cays are for us visiting boats they are not the most hospitable for living on.   They are really no more than solidified sand dunes with very thin soil in a very dry climate.  Most of the vegetation is short shrubs with some cactus and palms thrown in.  There is very little farming that we have seen. 
Cheers

Dawson and Julie



Monday 20 January 2014

Day 211, Sunday January 19th

Day 211, Sunday January 19th – A chance encounter discovered

We wake up to a cool overcast day, it is our 3rd day like this.  This is all caused from cold fronts being sent down from Canada.   Cool is a relative term as it is still warm weather. 

Ian Bashaw and Dawson
Julie checks the emails when she gets up and finds one from Ian off of Windward, the boat we have been traveling with for the last four days.  The email asks if Dawson ever lived in or had relatives that lived in Noranda Quebec.  As Ian’s parents had friends with the last name Proudfoot.  Julie had sent Windward an email using the dmproudfoot account.  Well Dawson did live in Noranda when he was 3 to 6 years old.  Turns out Ian and Dawson lived across the street from each other and went on family holidays together.  Dawson has vague recolletions of Ian but does remember his oldest sister who had lived in North Bay when he was in high school.  Small world when you consider that after 45 years the two would be sailing and meet in the Southern Bahamas and then figure out that they know one another.  Ian came over in the morning to chat about it, we took a picture and then each sent emails to our respective families about it.
At anchor with the "sand castle" in the background

As the wind is going to the NW during the day we decide to leave the anchorage just in front of Black Point Settlement and head around the corner to Little Bay which affords more protection.  The main feature in the bay is the winter home built in the style of a sandcastle c/w turrets.  It is only a 2 mile run so we are at anchor before lunch.  After lunch we go for a kayak ride to the beach to take a look at the marina/resort which was under construction before the crash in 2008.  As luck would have it we meet up with a part owner of the development and get the low down on the project.  It is back in the works with the project now to be phased in.  Phase 1 is a Tiki Bar to go in on the beach followed by the canal for the Marine entrance and fuel dock.  Plan is to develop as cash flow comes in.  Time will tell how the plan works out. 
Marina development anticipated

Dawson looking through the viewing window
Once we are back on the kayaks we do a little sightseeing using the viewing window in the bottom of the kayak.   We also cruised over our anchor to see how it is set.  By 4 we are back on board, Julie makes a loaf of raisin bread, which is cooked with a few issues, but is great once done.  A couple games of King Cribbage and Dominos and we are off to bed.  Oh and the sunset was great.
Marina basin started

Cheers

Dawson and Julie
Exuma sound coastline

Sunday 19 January 2014

Day 210, Saturday January 18th 2014


Day 210, Saturday January 18th 2014

View from Regatta Point of anchorage
A lazy morning as last night was horrible.  The swell was coming into the bay and the winds were up to 20 knots.  We had some wind shelter from the point but the waves were wrapping around so we were tossed all night.  It was difficult to sleep and Julie eventually went to the settee in hopes of less movement at the centre of the boat and a quieter spot.  We are also dealing with lots of noise from our mast.  Inside the mast all the ropes and electronics run vertically, and we think when we re-stepped the mast the wiring was not secured properly.  Everytime the boat shifts the wires clang along the inside of the mast and reverberate the sound right beside our heads as the mast runs down to the keel alongside our berth.  Normally not a problem as the boat does not move much at night unless we are doing an overnight sail which is not very often.  Anyways, we are slow to get moving in the morning, and think about our next anchorage.  We decide to stay another night as the winds are scheduled to shift sufficiently that tonight should be okay.

gazebo at Regatta point
At noon there is a fundraiser for the community to raise money for their Easter Regatta, which is a big sailing race they host which is also probably a fundraiser.  Anyways, it is nice to support the community as they are very helpful to us cruisers.  Originally we were going to dinghy over to the site which is Regatta Bay, but the waves are choppy and we don't think we can land there very well.   As we head over a local asks us for a ride as he is just coming in on his power boat which he moors and needs a ride to shore.  Our ride to the docks is dry until we slow down on our approach and start to surf and the bow of the dinghy digs in and a wave enters the bow soaking our passenger and slightly soaking Julie.  Oops, sorry!  He does not care.  Easy going attitudes.  We get safely tied off and head the kms. walk over to the picnic site.  There is supposed to be dinghy races and games, but the weather is very windy and overcast with lots of waves int he bay.  Too bad as the weather typically is wonderful.

Fish dinner with heads on
Lots of cruisers and locals show up for the afternoon and we mingle and chat amongst ourselves. Always knowledge to be gained chatting up fellow sailors.  It is very windy out and Julie's hat flys off her head and lands in the water.  It is too far to reach from the dock and we watch it drift in the waves to the far shore.  Here it is coral and since it is only mid tide it is about a 5 foot drip down to the waterline.  We say good bye to the hat as it is not worth injuring ourselves in its retrieval. 

Food is served around 1:30, and you can choose between fish, chicken, steak or burgers.  We of course choose the local fare.  Had Julie known the heads were still attached, chicken may have been the winning choice.  The fish was excellent tasting but a bit of work, as it had been gutted, but not deboned.  The event starts winding down around 3:00.  No games seems to come out, so we start back to the dinghy.  Our arrival back to the mothership has us being called on the radio by Charboneau which is a boat we had met and interacted with in the Abacos.  I guess Bill had been trying to wave us down as we were dinghying to our mothership, and other boats thought he was in distress, so he also had to make an announcement that everything was fine, as he was calling us on the radio.  It seemed funny at the time.  Bill and Judy also knew Lynn and Ian so we all headed over to say hello.


Windy and last hat siting



By now it is 6:00 and it is time to get our dinner happening and get to bed as we are both exhausted from our lack of sleep the night before.

Cheers
Julie and Dawson

Day 209, Friday, January 17th, 2014

Day 209, Friday, Jan. 17th
Today we are heading south again.  The winds are from the north and we are anxious to be on the move.  We decide to head back to Black point for a night to be able to access internet, do laundry,  and buy some boxed milk (nothing fresh and sometime boxed UHT not even available).  It is another cloudy day.  No rain, but very dark and gloomy.  Our new friends are also heading south,  some to Black Point and others to Staniel Cay.  It has been nice finding some camaraderie to enjoy snorkelling and hiking together.   We had that luxury on the Erie Canal/down to the Chesapeake, and again in the Abacos of meeting great people and developing wonderful friendships, but had not yet found some fellow sailors since Nassau.  We are always on the lookout for our previous sailing buddies, but we seem to be moving at a faster pace than most of the boats we had chummed with.  There are a few boats that we came down the Erie Canal with that have now landed in the Bahamas and we will hopefully cross paths with them soon.  Having taken the Atlantic crossing from Hampton, we did in 6 days, what many boats have taken 2 months to do.  We are very happy we had the ocean passage experience.  We were tired of all the hopping along.

The sail to Black Point is wonderful.  It is a bit gloomy as there are clouds overhead, but the wind speed and direction make for a comfortable sail.  We tuck in to the north shore as the overnight winds are coming northwest to north and the anchorage is open from the west.  There are not as many boats here now as last week.  Kozo that we met in Eleuthra is anchored behind us so we pop over to say hello.  (They are from Aussie and brought the boat over from Turkey so have lots of stories to tell).  It is Friday so we head in to town to try to buy some data time from Bahatel for our ipad.  No luck the office is closed again.  The door says open 9-4, but no one is there.  Julie stops in at Scorpio Bar to enquire and the bartender thinks they are only open Tues. and Thurs. mornings.  You would think the sign would say that...... Oh well.
Windward

We do the typical, laundry, groceries, internet and cruiser happy hour and are back on the boat by 6:00 and head over for dinner on Windward.  We are bringing a spinach salad which is a treat as typically it is difficult to get salad making stuff, let alone keep it in the fridge from spoiling.  The grocers today had lots of fresh stuff.  We even bought some grapes.  No idea what they cost, but they are good so a nice treat.  We have a lovely evening with Lynn and Ian and are back on our boat quite tired by 10:00.  A very late evening for us. As Lynn says from Windward.  9:00 is boaters midnight, so technically a very late night for us.

Cheers
Julie and Dawson


Day 208, Thursday January 16th 2014

Day 208 (sailing that is), Thursday, Jan. 16

My goodness, we have woken up to a cloudy day, there are not many of these.  Often it has been raining in the night, but by morning the skies are blue.   The forecast for the night, by Chris Parker was dead on, as he had called for a high north/northwest wind to come through which appeared around 1:30.  For anyone planning on cruising down here do set yourself up with a SSB radio.  You don’t need to send just receive, our $80 shortwave is working out great, and allows us to pickup Chris’s broadcasts.

As the day is dark snorkelling did not sound attractive as it was also a bit cool.  Probably about 18 degrees vs. the normal 26.  The water is actually warmer than the air today.  The water we are snorkelling in is about 23 degrees.  We still wear wet suits to keep us extra warm but it is not a hardship to get wet.  Anyways, we decide to clean the boat as we had about 6 inches of fresh water captured in the dinghy.  Dawson also had gotten up in the night to MacGivor a system to direct the rain water from the deck into one of our water tanks.  The system worked better than expected yielding about 15 to 20 gals of water.  This was after it had been power raining for about an hour so all the salt should have been off the boat and hopefully it is good tasting rain water.  We don’t drink a lot out of the taps but it is potable water.  We tend to fill up bottles for drinking from drinking water facilities.



The boat is pretty clean, the rain had done a good job.  We also treated the stainless and Julie did some spot cleaning on the hull while Dawson tightened screw on the portholes.  By now it is 11:00 so time for some socializing.  We head over in our kayaks to JALU as Tracy has offered to show Julie how she makes bread in the pressure cooker, and has some books to trade.  As usual, the men get chatting about electronics and boat maintenance and Julie and Tracy have a great chat about kids, travel and what is next for us.  We are always interested to hear people’s stories of what they are going to do in the future as we are uncertain of what our semi-retirement will look like.
Ian, Lynn, Denis, Tracy, Julie, and Dawson

Lynn and Julie at Cambridge Cay
We decide to go for an afternoon hike so head back to our respective boats for lunch.  Since it is cool this is a great opportunity for a soup lunch as we are running low on everything except canned foods.  Julie makes a fabulous broccoli cheese soup from a dry mix, but unfortunately it boils over and makes an absolute mess.  We lost about 2 cups of our 8 cups of soup behind and beside and under the stove.  Now the stove is a challenge to clean around at the best of times as there is about 1 inch of space surrounding its install.  The other sad part is it was just this morning that Julie had pulled out the baking soda and made the stainless shine like new.  With stick and dishtowel in hand Julie painstakingly sloshes the dirty walls and floor until there is more clean water than cheese soup all over.  We will see when it dries how clean it looks.  The soup is excellent, but as we are spooning it into our bellies, our sailor buddies are on the way to shore for the hike.  Julie is appalled at how messy our boat is but we abandon any more cleaning and join in on the trip to shore.   We kayak which adds a few more minutes to our tardiness, but is nice to get some arm exercise.
The hike is good.  We explore the north part of Cambridge Island.  We climb high initially and get some nice views, then head down to shore side and hunt for sea beans along the shore.  Turns out that Blake had found one of these sea beans, which look like a 1 inch hamburger, and have floated across from Africa and are very sought after.  We had wondered what it was when Blake found it and eventually cut it open and threw it away.  I guess people make jewellry out of them.  We did not see any along the shore which did not surprise anyone as they are rare to find.  Too bad we did not know this when Blake had found one.
Funny looking pressure cooking bread
After the hike we head back to the boat and Julie makes bread, and Dawson cuts some new painters for the kayaks.  Sundowners is in about an hour and the group has decided to have a no food sundowner hour as the last 3 nights we all brought appetizers and spoiled our dinners.  The site for sundowners is a sand spit where the pay box is for the Land and Sea  Park. We all need to toss in some fees for using the moorings.  We are joined for sundowners by the 3 new boats in the anchorage so are about 20 people.  A nice mix as some seem affluent as they have “crew” and had flown in for a couple of weeks.  There also were 2 couples and a 5 year old on a 50 foot boat cruising long term together which is a different mix.  Then there were some brothers who were chartering just for the week.  The rest of us were the orthodox couples sailing for the winter season.  Sundowners lasted about 90 minutes, but had to end as the sandspit was now ankle deep approaching shin depth as the tide was coming in.

Back to the boat for an excellent salmon pasta dinner, (thanks for the salmon Tracy).  By the way the bread turned out “interesting”.  I ended up dry roasting it in the pressure cooker so the bottom was somewhat toasty, but the top looked soggy, but was sufficiently dry.  The shape was unorthodox too.  The taste was excellent and we look forward to having it for lunch tomorrow.
Cheers

Julie and Dawson

Day 207 Wednesday, Jan. 15, another day of snorkeling

Wednesday, Jan. 15 - another day of snorkeling 

A beautiful blue sky and the group plans for a drift snorkel along Conch Cut.  We have not done a drift snorkel, but Lynn and Ian say it is excellent and have snorkelled this reef before.  The current is lessening but sufficient to move us along.  We put a loop in the painter on the dinghy and wear the dinghy like a bracelet so it stays with us as we flow toward the ocean.  We are about a kms. from the cut between the bank and Exuma Sound (the big water).  There are 8 of us on the dive.  Dawson and I stick close together and we see 2 nurse sharks, a large lobster and many fish.  The coral are beautiful.  The dive lasts about 40 minutes and we all regroup for the next dive.  We head over to Rocky Dundas where there are some caves.  Some tourists from a tall ship are already there, but finishing up their dive as we arrive.  The caves are neat.  It is exact low tide so easy to get into.  The caves are actually grottos, as there is sunlight from above shining down.  Inside the grottos, there are not a lot of animals, and plants but there are also some urchins.  The special features of these grottos are that they have both stalactites and stalagmites.  The grottos are not as good as Thunderball grotto we had snorkelled with Casey and Kevin, but still very much worth the visit.
After diving we dinghy outside the park boundaries to see if we can capture dinner.  Denis, and Ian are avid at spear fishing and have an extra spear.  We have a quick look around, but don’t find anything too interesting off the get go so decide to head back to the mother ships. (Denis and Ian already have lots of seafood in their inventories) .

Dinghy gathering for drift dive
Julie and Dawson while away the afternoon playing some dominos and reading until sundowner time.  The same 4 couples join up along the shore and we eat too many appetizers and dinner gets cancelled.  Not a big deal as we are running out of dinner options anyways.

We head to bed early as a small squall blows through.  As the tide changes the mooring ball bangs against the hull which is annoying from a sound perspective, but also from a don’t damage my boat perspective.  Luckily these balls are well maintained so there are no barnacles on them so mainly it is the banging.  It is the battle between wind and current that causes the mooring ball to be in a position against the hull that it bangs.  It happens every 6.5 hours for about 20 minutes.  I think we will avoid mooring balls from now on if possible.  Sometimes it is not possible and it is the expectation to take a ball if the area is small and crowded.


Cheers

Julie and Dawson

Friday 17 January 2014

Day 206 Tuesday, Jan 14th - a full day of snorkelling

Tuesday, Jan 14, a full day of snorkeling
 
View towards plan wreck dive
Dawson prior to snorkeling
 Snorkeling is the activity on the agenda today.  We pack up a lunch and head out about 11:30.  We dinghy north about a mile and stop at an island with lots of young conch and a beautiful beach.  We have a quick look around but don’t plan to stay as slack tide is about 12:30 and that is when we want to be snorkelling.  We sight the yellow buoy marking our first dive site.  We dinghy out and catch the mooring on the second try.  The first try, Julie misses her grab as she is too busy looking at the plane wreck which is visible and eerie from the buoy mooring.  We get our snorkel gear on and enter the water.  There is still a strong current so we don’t venture too far at all from the dinghy.  The plane wreck is an upside down Cessna.  The wings and fuselage are all pretty well in tack.  Not sure how long it has been here, or the story behind the crash, but needless to say it leaves a bad feeling.  Hopefully the pilot and passengers got out.  There are some fish and coral around the site, but nothing amazing so we decide to move on to the next site.
small beach crab with one over developed claw

Makes you wonder what is under here
tidal flat u/g mining
“The Aquarium” is the name of our next dive and it is only about half a mile further north.  There is another dinghy here but they are just leaving as we approach.  It is always nice to have other snorkelers around as there is safety in numbers (hopefully the shark will eat them and not us)!  We jump in and are amazed immediately at the number of fish and coral.  It is again incredible.  This dive has a wall on one side which makes it unique.  Our snorkel skills are improving and we dive under much more often than some of our initial dives.  We start circling around the coral island, but turn back as the current is still strong and our return to the dinghy feels like we are in an infinity pool.  A new boat with some tourists has joined us and they are putting food in the water and the fish are all getting aggressive racing for the crumbs.  Julie does not like this and ends her dive.  Dawson is a few minutes behind and soon we are ready for our picnic.  We decide to head over to O’brien island/cay as it looks like Utopia across the bay.  There are 3 beaches, all secluded for our use.  We have a lovely picnic, then hike across to the Exuma Sound side of the island to see how high the waves are whooping up as it is a bit breezy today.  Not too much.  We then hike up a tidal stream.  It is now low tide so it is interesting to watch the stream draining.  There are lots of little crabs, and other small animals at work.

After the picnic we dinghy back to the mothership to get some shoes so we can hike up the hill by the boat to get some cell service to pick up emails and check weather.  Unfortunately our data plan seems to have expired so no luck on getting any communications accomplished.  Oh well the hike up the hill was nice. 

Sundowners on the beach
On the way back to the boat we decide to see if the other boats want to meet up for a sundowner on the beach at 5:00.  We manage full attendance, but at 4:30.  The sunset is lovely, but moonrise is better as it is almost a full moon.  We get to know, Tracey and Dennis, and Ian and Lynn from Jalu and Windward 2 respectively.  Wilma and Barry also join in.  Everyone brings a munchy and we have a wonderful social.

Cheers

Julie and Dawson

Day 205 Monday, Jan 13th -Don’t be afraid to go north!

Day 205 Monday, Jan 13th   - Don’t be afraid to go north!

We wake up another beautiful day, much like all the ones earlier.  We have decided to move today so we get the boat ready to move and head to shore to do some last minute shopping.  We need to pick up some milk and whatever else which is on the shelves and takes our fancy.  We end up with milk, some cookies, eggs and bread.
Jazzebelle and Synera at anchor 

Start of path to East side of Cambridge Cay
The title for the day comes from a phrase a cruiser used on us the 1st happy hour we were at in Black Point.  People were complaining about the south wind blocking their travels south, the old cruiser replied there are many great place to go north in the Exumas, “Don’t be afraid to go north”.  So with that comment in mind and a south wind to our back we head north.  Our destination is Cambridge Cay which is at the south end of the Exuma Land and Sea Park.  We had visited this park with Casey and Kevin earlier at the north end but had passed by here on our way to Staniel Cay.  We have had this anchorage recommended to us by a number of people as it has some great snorkeling as well as providing protection from all directions and there are some strong west winds forecasted for later in the week.
Selfie on the beach
At the top of Cambridge Cay

View north along the East side of Cambridge Cay
The sail north is lovely, we hoist the DRS as soon as we leave Black Point and keep it up for the entire 17 mile run.  The sail is more of a reacher than a running sail so we do the run in two tacks.  We coast along at 4.5 to 5 knots making it one of the most enjoyable sails on the adventure so far.  The sun is shining down, the water is a beautiful blue what more can a sailor wish for.  We arrive at Cambridge Cay around 2:30 which is good as High tide is at 5:30.  There are some shallows we have to get through so we want to be on a half rising tide.  This gives us some extra water and if we do find the ground we will be floated off.  We get into the anchorage no problem, although a little nerve racking as with the clear water it give you a feeling you are passing through 2’ water depth.

Shaft of sunlight over the Exuma Bamk
The anchorage is on mooring balls provided by the Park.  We had half wondered if there would be mooring balls left but there is only one other boat moored.  The other boat is Syrena which is owned by a couple from Oakville, we had met at Black Point.  Once we are settled in we head to shore for the short hike across Cambridge Cay to the Exuma Sound side.  The hike is short as the island is about 500 meters wide.  We head up the hill here to catch the sunset and to get cell service.  The sunset is lovely and we take about 50 shots, (you have to love digital for that feature), and then head back to the boat as night falls.
Sunset at Cambridge Cay
We have an excellent meal of left over stir fry followed by a coffee, but instead of the normal evening entertainment of Kings Cribbage we spend the evening playing Euchre.  On the way over to shore we had stopped and invited Barry and Wilma from Syrena over.  We had a great time, well most of us, Julie did not get the cards and never won a game.  We played well past our bedtime with our guest leaving after 10 pm.
It was definitely a good call to come go north.
Cheers

Dawson and Julie

Day 204, Sunday Jan 12th – Another day of hanging out

Day 204, Sunday Jan 12th – Another day of hanging out
Today the winds are very still, so kayaking is on the agenda.  First Julie wants to finish the 2nd and last fender bag and Dawson will put another coat of varnish on the bow sprit.   The bonus job today is to defrost the freezer, all this besides the daily job of fighting moisture and keeping a small space tidy.  Dawson heads out for a run to the airport which is small but looks efficient enough.  Lots of puddle jumper planes bring people in from Nassau and Georgetown. 


After lunch we hop on the kayaks and head to shore so Julie can give Dawson a haircut without hair getting all over the boat.  On the way to shore we see a couple of very large rays.  Some of them are about 6 foot across.  We think they are stingrays.  After a short beach walk and haircut we hop back in the kayaks and have an explore along the shoreline.  We see more rays and a shark which we think is a nurse shark (we hope so anyways as they do not worry us).

We also head to the settlement to fill our water bottles as they have a public tap from their reverse osmosis water system which cruisers are welcome to us.  Back on the boat we relax for the rest of the afternoon and go for a swim, keeping an eye out for fins in the water.  I tell you, “Jaws” ruined salt water swimming for our generation. The salt water is very sticky feeling when you get out and a fresh water rinse is mandatory.

Our ice rewards from defrosting the fridge
Sunset at Black Point
We send some correspondence to friends along the way.  We have moved quicker than most and hoping some of our friends will catch up with us, but weather and various other reasons seem to keep us on a faster path.  It is interesting all the various ways that people cruise and explore to satisfy their lifestyles.  Some people keep the boat based in 1 spot and flit between home and Bahamas for a couple weeks at a time, others plan big crossings and just keep moving all the time, others live on their boats, and base themselves in a location and just do day trips and the odd overnight trip.  Some are true liveaboards, while others still have homes somewhere that they will head to for 6 months of the year.  We are still trying to figure out where we fit in.  We get anxious if we are in one place more than a couple of days, yet it would be nice to get to know some of the locals and fellow boaters by staying a bit longer.  Julie still craves some sort of regimented schedule with daily goals that get accomplished.  We do know we aren’t going to become the hardened salty dog that sails off into the sunset.  We will return to civilization in the spring and figure out if, when and where the boat will live and how we will continue to enjoy the warm weather during Canada’s harsh winter months.
We enjoy our evening drink with ice hunks taken out of the freezer when we defrosted it.  Looks nice and cool.

Cheers

Julie and Dawson