Turning our thoughts toward Cuba.
It’s Wednesday morning and we are anchored off of the “pig beach” here in Big Major Spot, near Staniel Cay in the Exumas. This island is famous for it’s resident pig population. How odd is that? Pigs? We have been here before and I wrote about one of those visits. Another front is headed our way, although it’s not going to be a particularly strong one, unlike some of the ones that hit earlier in the season with such annoying westerly winds.
Our plan is to hang out here until Friday when the winds shift to the north so we can have a good sail for the 55 mile run down to Georgetown where we will begin our preparation to make the jump to Cuba by mid March.
Although the front isn’t going to be all that strong, it will bring a westerly component wind for a day or so until it shifts back to a northerly component later in the week. As we don’t want to be on a lee shore, with those westerly winds, we will be moving behind the island nearby to get shelter and also be in a convenient spot to begin our run south to Georgetown.
Once we are in Georgetown, we will be able to do some re-provisioning prior to leaving for Cuba. As there are so many boats in Georgetown, more than 350 at last count, I expect that we will find some folks that we know.
We are also hoping that we will be able to hook up with another boat or two that are headed to Cuba so that we can “buddy-boat” with them on our run south. It will be nice to have some company on our long run south.
I know that Brenda is anxious about our multi-day run south to Cuba so by extension, I am too. It’s important that I make this as comfortable as possible for her as the run of 350 miles is about twice as long as her furthest run to date.
It’s nice to be back on the hook again as the boat rides much more comfortably when she’s pointed into the wind as opposed to being blown onto a dock by wind on the beam as was the case at Over Yonder Cay. However, it’s tough to have left behind the comforts, and great WIFI of Over Yonder Cay. This photo of the pavilion where we had our last lunch prior to leaving a few days ago certainly is a good illustration of how beautiful the spot is.
Oh yeah, I should mention that when we left OYC the other day we did so at dead low and promptly ran aground as we headed out onto the banks. It’s amazing how much of a difference 6″ of draft makes when compared to our “old” Pandora. Being stuck on the bottom for about two hours as we waited for the tide to come up was an ample reminder that we were indeed “not in Kansas any more” as we left OYC in our wake.
And even though it took almost three hours to go the 5 miles from OYC to where we are now, with 2+ hours stuck on a sand bank, we were rewarded with a nearly full moon rising spectacularly as we enjoyed dinner in the cockpit.
Oh yeah, when it comes to running around, there are two types of boaters, one that runs aground and those who lie about it. Me, I don’t lie…on a regular basis.
So, while it’s a week or two until we head south to Cuba we are both looking forward to the trip with a mixture of anxiety about the unknown and excitement about the possibilities.
And, boy, do I ever wish I had taken Spanish when I was in highschool. Perhaps Brenda’s study of Latin will help. Hmm…
Well, I guess that’s about it for now. Time to move to a more sheltered spot. Along the way today we hope to have lunch at the newly renovated Staniel Cay Yacht Club. They have a very nice addition to their dining room and that will be fun to enjoy. No, it’s not a “yacht club” by U.S. standards but it’s pretty nice never the less.



Everything, and I mean EVERYTHING, had to be brought in by water including really heavy stuff like this tractor. And, when it breaks, and yes, everything breaks in this harsh environment, Ethan had to find a way to fix it “in the bush”. No simple feat. I am sure that Ethan would agree that when it comes to keeping a remote island running smoothly, “it’s always something” as Gilda Radner’s character Roseanne Roseanadana once famously said.
Where there are now perfect paths made of millions of cement pavers, there was nothing but sand.
The beginnings of a totally “green” island. If they didn’t have the solar and wind farms, the cost keep the lights on would be in the millions of dollars per year in fuel alone. And that doesn’t even take into account the carbon footprint of an island powered by diesel generators. Not many islands in the Bahamas have embraced alternative energy but they should as it just makes sense.
Unlike most construction in the Bahamas that is primarily cement, the buildings here are primarily of frame construction. Just getting enough skilled labor to put up these very complex structures must have been a daunting. 

When Brenda and I were here for our last visit two years ago, Ethan gave us a half day tour of every inch of the island.
Ethan gave me a tour of the island today. I was particularly interested in the new RO system that they just installed last week. It’s just huge.
This is the flow meter showing that it is producing 48 gallons per minute. Amazing.
That means that the capacity of the system is 70,000 gallons per 24 hours. No need to ration water here. No kidding. The system aboard Pandora only generates 6 gallons per hour. Actually, that’s more my speed and a lot more pocketbook friendly.
While most of the power comes from solar, I personally just love the turbines. They make a gentle (well, gentle for something two hundred feet tall) whooshing sound.
They have backup generators but they only get used a few times per year. But hey, when you need em, you need em.
The island also consumes a great deal of manpower with about 30 people working on most any day. Each morning at about 06:30 someone from the island takes a skiff over to the local settlements, Black Point and Staniel Cay to pick up about 20 day workers. And, as an added bonus, if you work here you are fed breakfast and lunch, compliments of OYC. Such a deal.
When we stopped at the dock everyone scrambled off in an instant. In spite of the bumpy ride and 40kts boat speed, everyone (but me) just casually sat on the gunnels, checking their e-mail and looking at Facebook. Dressed in only shorts and a t-shirt, I immediately realized that I had made a mistake when everyone else showed up in hoodies and wind breakers. It was pretty brisk with the 40+ kt apparent winds as we blasted along. I have noticed that when Bahamians get behind the wheel of a powerboat, the only speed that they know is “full out”. In this case, all 500 horses screaming.
I guess it’s like just about like any other commute. However, for the “big kids” this is the preferred mode of transportation. I can’t say that I blame them. What a ride. And, there are two of them available at all times. It’s sort of like Enterprise Car rental for the .01%. “We pick you up.” And, they do, and in style.
I understand that the plane was painted yellow by the previous owner because he flew all over South America and he wanted to have a plane that would show up as much as possible if he ended up ditching in the jungle. Good thinking. It looks just awesome. My dad would have “gone bonkers” (as he used to say) over this one.
One of the local “residents” was quite curious as I passed by.
Pandora looks just wonderful on the dock all by herself in this morning’s light. Well, by herself if you don’t count the yellow plane. What a combo.
Perhaps I’ll close with an Over Yonder Cay sunset, hopefully not the last we will enjoy before we head south next week.
Lots to do and explore today so I’ll sign off for now. If you feel like heading “Over Yonder”, this is the place to go.
Our average speed for the run, including about 90 total minutes of motoring in and out of harbors was nearly 9kts. We were running at a pace that would have clocked between 220 and 240 miles per 24 hours.
This was the same mailboat that brought the sloops to Little Farm’s Cay a few years ago when I was able to get a spot aboard one of them as crew. I wrote about that
He recalled the race I was in and specifically remembered the crazy experience when one of the boats sunk and an enraged owner showed up and rammed the sloop that I was crewing on.
Everything is unloaded by hand but they do have a crane on the foredeck for really heavy stuff.
Over Yonder Cay has a large staff and a good number of regular paying guests. It takes a lot of supplies to keep the island running smoothly. This is only part of the delivery and I was told that the supply boat comes several times per month.
After bring on the dock for about an hour they shoved off. The wash from the props danced Pandora around at the dock and stirred up quite a bit of sand.
Over Yonder Cay is a remarkable place and we are very luck to be back here again. We hope to stay for a few days and there will be lots more to tell so stay tuned.
Of course, it’s the detail oriented management style of Hans, always ready to roll up his sleeves, that keeps the place running and make it such a pleasant spot to be.
It’s a rare cruiser who stops to visit and leaves as planned. Once you are here you just won’t want to EVER leave. In fact, some boats don’t and end up here for the entire season.
Every Monday there is a pot luck dinner gathering and Trameco makes sure that there are fresh flowers on each table. Nice touch. And, he even plays drums at one of the local churches.
You can see from this shot just how neat and tidy the place is. And the showers? They are spotless and cleaned multiple times a day.
Yes, it’s going to be hard to leave but if we don’t get on the move, we will never make it to Cuba.