On the move

A multi-day weather window in-between two ugly cold fronts was on the horizon that we took advantage of to sail back to Florida.  It was a short season for us in the Bahamas this year, knowing that we have big plans to prepare for this summer.  Even though the weather didn’t let up this year, we made the most of our stay there enjoying time with friends, nature and life aboard in general.

We met back up with Royce & Jennifer (Cerca Trova) in the Raggeds, who were also planning to sail to Florida around the same time as we would.  We’re all still living large thanks to our professional provisioning, having champagne and smoked salmon after four months here.

All fisheries were open in March so we continued to eat well from the sea also!

Speaking of fisheries, we finally got to visit with George & Ivanhoe on the Lady Marie to catch up on events of the past year and share some tall tales.  

They seem to think that I set Mark up on his recent hammerhead shark encounter… and NO, we don’t have a life insurance policy!

Each morning we got to watch the white-tailed tropic birds fly overhead, alerted by their distinctive call.  It is almost spring and I believe that they conduct courting rituals in the skies around this time of year.  This is the exactly the same time-frame that we observed them in Conception Island last year.

…I read on-line that their legs are so far back on their bodies that they can’t walk and have to push themselves around on land...


During the relentless cold fronts passing through, we still braved a walk or two wherever we happened to be tucked away. 

We hiked the long beach (temporarily a rough windward-side beach in west winds) to visit Edward, the sole resident on Buena Vista Cay, who had his nephew and a friend visiting.

We checked out his expanding compound where his friend was collecting palm fronds for plaiting (basket weaving), while Mark and John successfully helped Edward fix his generator.

Visiting deserted islands with windward beaches and salt ponds never gets old.  John discovered a beautiful group of ducks that turned out to be white-cheeked pintail ducks, also known as the Bahamas pintail.  


They weren’t too skittish so I got to watch them for a while as they puttered around the salt pond.  Since the females have the same color scheme as the males it was hard to distinguish them, yet I suspect that this was a larger male with two females whom he guarded while dabbling and grooming.  He has a slightly deeper red and blue coloring on his beak.

A group of lesser yellowlegs was also feeding in the same area. 

Walking back to the beach I almost stepped on a long brown snake with a gray head… still to be identified.

We said farewell (for now) to John & Barbara on Sam the Skull and watched our last, colorful Bahamas sunset to the west.  

The next morning we took off in that direction on a speedy beam reach in NE winds for a three day sail across the Great Bahama Bank south of Andros and up the coast of Florida.

We’re taking in the blue blues one last time before landfall into the Ft Pierce inlet.

© M&M 2016