What a difference a day Makes … Friday 8th February 2013
Picture the scene - one typist and three back seat bloggers - what a joy! Somehow the responsibility for writing the blog has fallen on me tonight. Today's title comes from Bridget based on how beautiful the weather was today compared to yesterday. Gunther, on the other hand, wanted to call today's blog "The Rum Diaries" …and I don't think I have to explain that to anyone. We've just finished dinner and Gunther and Bridget are doing the dishes, I'm blogging and Gloria is applying her managerial skills. We had a fine day. We left Man of War Cay and headed south west to Snake Cay on the west side of the Sea of Abaco. The wind had shifted to the south west over night and was still blowing strongly. We left about 9 am and it took us about an hour and half of solid motoring right into a stiff breeze to get to our destination. We were planning to sail, but by the time we had run the refrigerator and navigated the shoal areas we were almost there and decided just to press on. We anchored just north of the ruins of an old cruise ship dock and then headed out on a dinghy tour through the mangrove shallows west of Snake Cay. We felt like we were exploring the backwaters of the Amazon (well at least Gunther felt like that). The cut between Snake Cay and the Sea of Abaco was flowing very strongly, and it was an exciting dinghy trip, but about half way along our proposed tour we were struggling so much with the depth, plowing up sand with the outboard, that we decided we should turn around rather than risk wrecking the motor. We headed back to Cotinga for a quick lunch and then went ashore to fish the cut from land. Gunther promised us fish for dinner, but it was not to be. We did have fun exploring the ruined docks and chatting to some of the locals on shore, but we returned with no fish and rather less tackle than we started out with. Following afternoon coffee in the cockpit, we pulled up anchor and had a fantastic sail back to Hope Town. The sun was just setting behind Hope Town light as we entered the harbor and picked up a mooring. Having put on the sail cover we retired to the cockpit for the aforementioned rum and pineapple juice, and watched the lights come on over this beautiful harbor. A perfect end to the day.
Mike
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Cotinga anchored off Snake Cay
Rusty Piling - Abstract
Litter on the ruined dock - Snake cay
Local guy - fishing on Snake cay
Grandma - fishing on Snake Cay
Mike and Gunther - heading back to Hope Town ... (photo courtesy of Bridget)
Mike, that is the most charming picture of trash I've ever seen! I really like it. I just spent an hour and a half of quality time with our new snow blower. Grant and Stew are off skiing the great Nobscot Hill. You've inspired me to do something creative with rum and juice.
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Traci
Hi Traci - we think after an hour and a half with the snow blower you more than deserve a warming rum drink! We have done very little exercise to justify our sundowners. It's easy for us to have rosy thoughts of snowstorms in Boston - we don't have to clear the snow. Actually Bridget will have to dig out when she gets home ... and Gunther is going to be spending several months "digging out" as Dorothy and Julia have already cleared all the snow at their house.
DeleteVery envious of your pics and drinks! As noted above, we're coming off a big snowstorm, but it was nice and sunny today. I think Gunther should hold off on his drinks until he catches the promised fish! -Jeff
ReplyDeleteHi Jeff - great to see your comment - and yes, we've been trying to hold Gunther back .... but you know how it is! The promised fish never materialized but he did redeem himself by barbecuing some fine steak!
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