Great Exuma

We’ve been in Great Exuma for two weeks now, completing tasks in order of priority.  #1:  Green veggies!  #2:  Bacon cheeseburger & fries.  #3:  Diesel fuel.  #4:  Immigration visit.  

The visit to the market was very exciting.  

We arrived just after the mailboat brought in fresh provisions and the shelves were packed.  

It’s not like we’ve been starving.  In Duncantown we could always get eggs, onions & potatoes, but after a few months without fresh greens your mouth drools when you see them again.  

Gotta love celery, green peppers & limes!!!

Working up an appetite after shopping, we joined John & Barbara at the Peace and Plenty restaurant for lunch and a few Kaliks with its amazing view of Elizabeth Harbor and the hundreds of boats anchored there.  There is nothing like a cheeseburger in the tropics after a full-on seafood diet!

We got lucky at the fuel dock. The first weekday we were there turned out to be a holiday so we anchored outside of town that night, advised to give a call at 8 AM when they open again.  This we did and a very nice lady at the Exuma Yacht Club was there to help even though her dock hands weren’t in yet.  

Their docks were new and in much better shape than we recalled from six years ago.  

Mission accomplished, we learned a few days later that they had run out of diesel here.

We might have also gotten lucky on our Immigration visit.  We were there three weeks before our visas expired asking for an extension and promptly got a lecture from the annoyed officer telling us that we can only renew three days before our expiration date.  After explaining that we planned to travel south and would not be near an Immigration office in that three day window, she finally relented and gave us the forms to fill out ~ not without more of a lecture:  you could have done this somewhere else; this is not our regular procedure; we’ll see if my supervisor approves this one; if you overstay you will be forced to leave and denied reentry.  Although we didn’t get another 120 days like we wanted, the good news is that our 90 day extension was given from our visa expiration date and not the day we were in the office so we didn’t “lose" those three weeks.

Did I mention that there are a LOT of boats here?  

All of those boats in the harbor equates to tons of dinghies on the dock when it’s a calm day for a ride into go to town.  

By now we were anchored in Red Shanks and we went into town a few more times for errands, passing under the Crab Cay bridge.  If you ignore prices, you can find just about anything you need ~ EveryTING 4 Everytime.  All of the Bahamians are as friendly as ever and even stop to drive you around when you’ve got a new starter battery to buy.

The weather hasn’t been cooperating much with strong fronts bringing wind, rain & cold (blankets are out ~ brrr), but our Red Shanks hole is very calm and protected in all wind directions.  

As time ticks by we get a few books read, movies watched, laundry, cooking and projects done…  The freshwater foot pump rebuild was successful but will need a replacement.  The outboard engine oil and gear oil change was quick and easy.  Mark's computer autopsy revealed a dead video driver that progressed to a completely dead mother board ~ ouch!

© M&M 2016