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It’s Sunday morning and it’s been quite a while since I last posted.  Since Rob and Kandice arrived in Staniel Cay, we have spent time in the Exuma land and sea park, where there isn’t any cell coverage.  No cell, no posts.  Such as it is in the Bahamas.  And, I won’t even talk about how busy having them on board has kept us.  Alas, no posts.  Well, the wait is over… Here goes.

We are now back in Nassau to prepare for returning Pandora to the US and our home in CT.  Rob, Kandice and Brenda fly out of Nassau on Monday afternoon and my crew will arrive.   Details, details.

As my departure approaches, hopefully on Tuesday or Wednesday,  I am focused on catching a good weather window for our run north.  Fingers crossed.   Chris Parker, the weather router we use, seems to think that the coming week will be good.  I hope that we will have some wind for sailing as we don’t carry enough fuel to make the run under power the entire way.  This is a sailboat, after all.

While I am very excited about being home in CT again, I must say that I am a bit sad that our visit to the Bahamas is nearing an end.  However, it’s safe to say that I am ready to leave.  It’s been fun but it will be very nice to be able to enjoy the simplicity of being in a “land home” where things are easier.  And, you can’t beat New England weather in the summer.  My excitement about being home is tempered by the fact that there will be a very long “honey do” list of chores as we reopen the house and make the improvements, painting etc. that are needed.  When we left home four months ago we just shut the door and left.  While one of our neighbors has been keeping an eye on things, nothing of note has been done except to have oil deliveries made to keep the heat on.

Speaking of heat, it’s been really hot and sticky here for about the last month.  When we first arrived, the evenings were cool but now that summer is approaching…  They say that the year round temperature here only varies by about ten degrees but let me tell you, there’s a big difference between the high 70s and the 80s.

Oh well, enough whining as it’s nice to be able to split our time between of home and Pandora.  Not too shabby.

Well, speaking of “not too shabby”, our visit to Over Yonder Cay, earlier in the week, was about as “polished” as is possible.  Dr. Bosarge, the owner of Over Yonder Cay has done an absolutely remarkable job of creating an “oasis” from a rugged Bahamas island into an amazing family compound with every imaginable luxury.

Where do I begin?  On Monday, after Rob and Kandice arrived, we made our way from Staniel Cay the short ten miles to Over Yonder and were greeted by a very attentive staff including Ethan, the islands’ Director of Operations, and let me tell you there are a massive number of “operations” on the island,  as well as several others who helped us with our lines to tie up Pandora.  Pandora looked positively diminutive tied up to a dock designed for 200’ yachts.   Here’s my “crew” posing at the “boathouse”.  I should mention that there is a ramp on the other side of this building where the seaplanes arrive to bring folks to the island.  After a bit of work getting fenders in place and all lines secured we stepped onto the dock and were greeted by Darcy, the island steward, with glasses of strawberry lemonade served on a lovely platter garnished by flowers from the island’s gardens.   Amazing…

When was the last time someone on a dock greeted you with a cool drink on a platter with flowers?  Me?  Never, unless you count Over Yonder.  And, I am not talking about one of your buddies tossing you a cool one from the next slip.  Believe me, it was different.  Very classy.

And, that was just the beginning of a remarkable visit to Over Yonder Cay.

Where do I begin?  If nothing beyond the “lemonade moment” happened the visit would already be amazing but that was indeed “just the beginning”.

As soon as we were settled, and thirst quenched, Ethan announced that he would be back to escort us on a tour of the island.  And Ethan knows every inch of the island as he oversaw the construction from the beginning.  Darcy announced that towels had been set out on beach chairs for us that we could use following the tour.  Looks pretty inviting, and all for us.However, before we boarded the golf carts they had been provided for the tour, we would be joining her for lunch at the beachside pavillion.  Lunch?  What next?

But first, the tour…

The island has amazing plantings and what’s even more remarkable is that the buildings and all the infrastructure to support them have only been in place for three years.  I understand that everything on the island was completed in about 18 months.   Dr. Bosarge loves classical piano and legend has it that as the island was being prepared for its “official “opening the staff was preparing the newly arrived Steinway grand piano as guests arrived.  Alas, all set, just in time and just perfect.

Everywhere you look there are lovely spots to sit. There’s even a 9 hole golf course that’s so tough it would frustrate a scratch golfer. The “greens” are artificial but look like real turf.  They decided that keeping up with grass in this arid climate was over the top.   And, no dirt paths here.   Paved paths everywhere.  Millions of pounds of pavers brought in and placed perfectly from one end of the island to the other, and back…All of the island buildings, and there are three major guest buildings, along with plenty of other buildings “behind the curtain” that keep everything running, are powered and cooled by electricity from three huge wind turbines along with acres of solar panels.   They even have enough power, and it’s “green” to produce 20,000+ gallons of water per day.  And don’t forget the housing and feeding of 30, full time employees.  No, some don’t live on the island and commute from nearby islands, but there is housing for plenty of help.   When the island was under construction there were 100 full time workers on the job.  Given the complexity of the systems that service the island, plenty of help is needed.  They have two professionals, at least, who are responsible for the “power plant” including the solar and wind as well as three massive standby generators.  However, beyond being tested weekly, I understand that these generators almost never run.  Recall that it’s nearly always windy and sunny here in the Bahamas. As an aside, the three wind generators that tower over everything on the island are monitored by a company off-island 24/7.  Really remarkable.   And, all that power, and there’s plenty, let me tell you, is stored in a huge battery room with hundreds of tons of gel batteries.   

The computers that run all of this look like the controls for a utility.  Now wait, it IS a utility.When we visited the room where the batteries and computers that power the island I have to say that it reminded me of a scene from Jurassic Park.  Alas, no velociraptors.  I’ll bet that Ethan had heard that comparison before.

How about millions of pounds of batteries.  And this was just one of four rows.  I hope that they last a long time.  Imagine replacing these?   And, a single “cell” weights hundreds of pounds.Our tour, and we did all of this on board our golf carts, with Ethan at the helm,  also included, remarkably, a look inside the main house with it’s commanding views.   It was clear that a very talented group had designed the siting of the homes and every other detail of the island.   I can’t imagine being able to keep a handle on so many details, and there are an amazing number, let me tell you.  The way that everything tied together in this “oasis” reminded me of a piece of fine machinery, like a fine watch.  And, a very expensive watch with a lot of moving parts. 

How’s this for a “grand entrance”, the approach to the main house.Dr. Bosarge also has a remarkable collection of art and antiquities and everywhere you look there is something new to admire.   I can’t imagine how he managed to acquire all of it to fill such a massive home, but he did.  He also collects antique cannons, armor and firearms and there’s plenty to choose from.

There are also architectual “details” everywhere.  How about these chairs?  I wonder if anyone actually sits in them.  I did.How about this antique cannon overlooking the harbor?   I understand that Dr. Bosarge is inclined to fire cannons from the deck of his yacht Marie when the mood srikes.  I’ll bet that he is “inclined” to fire one at sunset from time to time.  It would certainly get more attention than blowing the conch, such as we do on Pandora.  Alas, no cannon on board Pandora.

The main house is sited on the highest point of the island with 360 views.  Here’s little Pandora in the harbor. Off of the master suite, and a suite it is, is a beautiful infinity pool that looks to the east.  There’s even a massive urn that burns a gas flame in the evening. Imagine a sunrise here…How about the master bath?  Between that and the attached dressing room,  It was probably larger than the footprint of our entire house.And this beautiful spiral staircase that goes from the changing room three stories up to an observation platform.  Commanding views all around.  From here you can keep an eye on those frustrated golfers, each hole more diabolical than the last.  And, of course, a veiw of those fabulous wind generators turning and turning. What a view of the dining room or should I say “one of the dining rooms”.  I’ll bet that there have been some really nice parties here.  And you’d expect them to be very nice as the island is rented for a cool $75,000 per day, seven day minimum.  Of course…It’s hard to believe that a place like this exists and that we were invited to visit.  My only regret is that Dr. Bosarge wasn’t there for us to meet.  That would have been great fun.

As we were leaving it was hard to believe that we had only been with this wonderful group for 24 hours.  We all posed for a photo, the pooch Diesel too.And, as if that weren’t enough, we were presented with a beautiful cocktail table book of Marie, the 180’ sailing yacht that I had written about nearly a year ago.  And, on top of that, T shirts for all and an Over Yonder Cay sailing cap for me.

Oh yeah, I closed my post last June with a wish wondering if we were to visit Over Yonder, that perhaps we’d be offered a rum punch.  Yup… that too, after our tour of this magnificent island.

Want to visit?  Have $525,000 to spend on a week’s vacation?  Check out the island website.  It can all be yours.  Before you decide that’s too much, it does include flights to and from the island via seaplane.  But, if you have to ask how much it costs, like me, you can’t afford it.

What’s left?  Well, I must get our host’s address so I can send him a note of thanks for such a wonderful visit to Over Yonder.  I guess it’s my turn to offer him an “an adult beverage” of his choosing.  We’ll have to see about that.

And, last but not least, the post that started it all last June.  What’s next?  I guess I owe the good doctor a rum punch.  It would only be fair.  Not over the top?  I think not.

 

 

 

It’s Sunday morning and the sun is up and there’s NO WIND.   Amazing!!!   With all of the strong winds we’ve had over the last few months, a day of no wind is a special treat.  The view of the soft clouds and absolutely still water are remarkably peaceful.   I guess spring is here in the Bahamas.  Chris Parker, the weather router, did say that we would be in for a nearly perfect week of light to moderate winds from the east, a good angle for heading north as we make our way up the Exuma chain toward Nassau.

We are anchored at Big Majors Spot, an island right near Staniel Cay where we met Rob and Kandice yesterday afternoon.  On our way as we walked the short distance to the “airport”, we spied a family of chickens, moma and chicks.  “run away, run away”  All I could get was a shot of their behinds.  “Here, chicki, chicki…”Brenda and I were at the airport, such as it is, when their plane arrived.   The plane landed and taxied over to where we were standing. As the plane approached a hand came out of the window waving furiously.   It was Rob, imagine that, sitting in the right seat next to the pilot.   I guess that they didn’t have assigned seating so he must have bolted to the best seat in the house. No surprise there.  I guess they didn’t need a co-pilot.  Doesn’t he look happy to see us?  And we to see him.After a visit to the Staniel Cay Yacht Club bar for a beer, off we headed to Pandora.  We visited the pigs at Big Majors Spot and went for a swim. 

“So, what’s the plan for your week with Rob and Kandice Bob?”   Thanks for asking…

We’ll hit some of our favorite spots on our way north.   In particular, there’s one stop that we’ll make that I wanted to mention and that’s Over Yonder Cay.  This is a not so small privately owned island, a short distance from Staniel.  It’s one that you can’t visit without permission from the owner.  And that’s where this interesting story begins.

Last summer I wrote about this island and its owner in a post while we were home in CT.   We had sailed past the island last winter and I was fascinated by the huge wind generators on the island, the only ones we have seen in the Bahamas.  When one of the yachting magazines that I get ran a profile about the owner, and his island, I had to do a post.   Well, it seems that the owner, Dr. Borsharge, saw the post and I guess he liked what I wrote about him and his island as he has invited us to visit (actually a representive contacted me) through a comment on my blog.  How neat is that?

Imagine that, a visit to a private island in the Exumas, Over Yonder Cay…   So, on Monday we will pull Pandora into the island’s private marina for a tour of Over Yonder.  More to come on that…

For the rest of the week, well, you could say that we’ll be sailing “over yonder” but as to where exactly that is…  I guess you’ll have to come back here and see for yourself.  Of coure, if you click on “where’s Pandora” on this blog, you can see exactly where we are.

Yes, a great week coming up and then, back to CT with crew from Nassau.

Lots to do.  Perhaps I’d better get the coffee on.

It’s Friday and we are back in Staniel Cay, again.   Saturday, tomorrow, we will be joined here by our son Rob and his girlfriend Kandice who will be aboard for a week on our run up the Exuma chain and back to Nassau.  And that will be my last stop in the Bahamas where Brenda will fly home and I’ll meet up with crew for my run back home to CT.   While I hate to see this season in the Bahamas end, I am really looking forward to being in New England for the summer, even if I do have to cut my lawn.  I guess it’s like the rest of life, you take the good with the bad.

Yesterday we had a wonderful 40 mile sail from Eleuthera on calm seas with a nice moderate wind.  Along the way we did a bit of fishing and caught a mahi-mahi.  Actually, it wasn’t just a mahi-mahi, it was a big mahi-mahi, almost too big to get aboard.   Here’s how it looked in the water.  Yes, the water is really that blue.  Mahi-mahi are very colorful when they are “pissed” and he was plenty upset, as you can imagine. And as we got it closer.  I feared that this would be as close as we’d get prior to loosing him.Happily, we landed him.  Brenda holding the pole and me with the gaff.   Now, that’s a big fish.  Then I cleaned him in the cockpit.  (Brenda went below to avoid the gore and, let me tell you, there was plenty.)  Good thing we have a watermaker as I used lots cleaning up the mess with red blood flowing off of the back of the boat.  I wonder if we were being followed by sharks?  Bottom line, nearly 10 lbs of filets.   No more fishing for a while, that’s for sure.Speaking of the “one that got away”.   We also passed a pod of pilot whales, the first we have seen.  Unfortunately, I wasn’t quite ready with my camera so this shot isn’t so great.   Actually, it’s pretty pathetic.  You will have to trust me that they were whales.  For the “camera isn’t ready part” they were very close.  I think that they were napping, actually.  As Pandora passed, they woke up pronto and dove.  While we were in Eleuthera we did some exploring by car.  (forgive the jarring segue) Car rentals in the Bahamas are a very different experience than in the States where you have to sign your life away before they let you behind the wheel.  In the Bahamas,  well, “it’s the Bahamas mon, don’t worry”.  Indeed. Actually, it’s as simple as handing them the cash for the rental and driving away.  No walk around to check with dents before or after, (there’s too many to count anyway) or any discussion about a security deposit.   Security deposit?  What’s that?  I guess that there’s not much of a risk of someone taking off with one of their cars.   Wait, there’s nowhere to run with the stolen car on an island with only one major road, right?   Alas, I digress. 

Eleuthera is a long, very narrow, island, 100 miles by only 3 miles at it’s widest.  At the narrowest; well it’s very narrow, only as wide as a single lane road, barely.   The island is a bit more lush than other islands that we have visited but it’s still pretty arid.  Interestingly, Dole fruit used to grow pineapples on the island but some time ago they moved their farming to Hawaii.  It’s hard to believe that they were ever able to grow pineapples on the island given the modest rainfall.

The northern part of the island is pretty hilly by Bahamas standards, but that distinction is still relative as the highest point on the island is still less than 200’.   That’s in great contrast to the Caribbean where islands rise several thousand feet above sea level. (I thought I’d throw that reference in as we are thinking of taking Pandora there for the winter of 2014/2015.  However, that’s a story for another post so I’ll let it go at that for now.)

As I mentioned, the narrowest point of the island is only a single car lane wide bridge.  That particular spot is called “the glass window” as it’s where you can see from the eastern side of the island to the western side.  And there is a HUGE difference depending on which way you look.  The view of the western side is shallow flats, typical of the Bahamas.   I understand that during a storm a few years ago this bridge was hit by a giant wave that pushed the entire bridge over some eleven feet.  I shudder to think of what that wave must have looked like. I am glad that I wasn’t there.  Even on a “calm” day, the waves are plenty big for me.The eastern side is very rugged with huge ocean waves crashing.  When I see a coastline like this I can’t help but think about what it would be like to be shipwrecked here.  No, I won’t think about that today…I walked up to the top of one of the cliffs and saw about a dozen sea turtles swimming below, way below, actually.  I had a tough time looking over the cliff with the waves crashing hard way below.  I’m not a fan of heights at all.  The turtles were each between two and three feet across.  Very beautiful.   Yes, this picture is pretty fuzzy but I figured that a bad photo of a turtle is better than no photo.  We also visited a nearby cove called “The Queen’s bath”.  Somehow, I’m not picturing good old Queen Elizabeth splashing around here in her knickers.    The waves (on a calm day) looked to be pretty spirited for the old gal.  “Come on in Liz, the water’s great”.    Can you get struck by lightning for taking the Queen’s name in vane?  No wait, the Bahamas declared their independence from England a while back so I’m safe, I guess.  A beautiful spot, Queen or not.  And yes, that’s Brenda and Maureen on the side of the cliff.  “Don’t jump…Someone call the crisis hotline!”  We stopped at a lovely spot for lunch. And believe me, there aren’t that many places like this to choose from in the Bahamas so this was quite a find.The view from the patio was beautiful.  Love those thatched umbrellas. And, after lunch, a walk on the beach.   They said that it was a pink beach but it looked more sand colored to me.  Beautiful, pink or not.All and all, a wonderful day and one of our best this winter.

While I was working on this post and cleaning up the aft cabin for Rob and Kandice’s visit tomorrow, we were hit by a humdinger of a thunderstorm.   Here’s a shot of some menasing clouds approaching from the south.  And, then the heavens opened up.  What a show.  Thankfully, no lightening nearby.  And, you may recall how much I love sunsets so I’ll close with a shot of an Eleutheran one at that.

Oh yeah, did I mention that Rob and Kandice are visiting tomorrow?  Thought so…  I can’t wait.

Actually, it’s Tuesday afternoon and we have been out for the day, however, that’s another story.  We have been without Internet for a few days but I when I wrote this pot I would say  “It’s Sunday afternoon and Easter here on Eluthra.”   Then It would have been safe to say “Well, I guess that means that it’s Easter everywhere but this is where we are too.”

Ok, now that I have cleared all that up and you are clear on when I wrote this…

Actually, we are in a harbor, such as it is, called Rock Sound.  While Rock Sound is large, several miles across, it’s fairly well protected from every direction except from the south and the distance across at that point is about 5 miles.  Yes, the chop can build up with a strong wind but it’s not nearly as bad as if there was no protection.

I can say this with confidence as we are nearing the end of a of a frontal passage as I write this.  The wind clocked from the southeast beginning yesterday, through the south and all the way around to the northwest, where it is now, a wind shift of 180 degrees in less than 24 hours.  We knew that this front was coming and had decided to visit here knowing that the protection would be fairly good.

We left Fernandez Bay for the 70+ mile run to Rock Sound on the island of Eleuthra, before daybreak, very early on Friday morning, at 04:30 actually.  Under the light of a nearly full moon, we pulled anchor and left the harbor.  We had decided to make such a long run as the winds were favorable for sailing nearly the whole way.  To motor for 10-12 hours in unfavorable conditions would have been a drag and would have used a good amount of fuel.  Actually, to do it under power would have taken a lot longer, certainly longer than it took under sail.  Happily, the run was uneventful, with a good breeze behind us, and we made good time, arriving here in Rock Sound about twelve hours later.

Much of the run was in the ocean and with wind running in the teens to twenty knots,  the swells got pretty large and for part of the time, the wind driven waves that were following us from behind combined with some large ocean swells coming down from the North Atlantic.  This made for some confused seas and Brenda wasn’t too comfortable.  However, compared to past runs, Brenda did quite well.  It’s interesting that she seems to be much less sensitive to motion than she was even a few years ago.

Shortly after we left Fernandez Bay we were treated to a beautiful sunrise off to the east.As we are getting into spring here in the Bahamas, many flowers are coming into bloom.  There are very few flowers to pick here in the islands during the winter but as spring approaches, there are many wild flowers.   This bush had a particularly dramatic display. Forgive the clash of colors with my shirt.  I clearly wasn’t thinking of this photo op when I chose this shirt to wear yesterday.We didn’t see many seabirds last winter but there seem to be more this year.   Perhaps it’s the particular islands that we are visiting.  I tossed some moldy bread overboard and it attracted quite a lot of attention from the local avians.The sunset, with the weather associated with the front passing, made for a dramatic sunset in the western sky.   “Bob, this one looks just the same as the last ten you posted”.   Yes, yes, I know, lots of sunset photos in my blog but I like sunset photos.  Besides, as you know, it’s my blog.  So there!We also saw the most amazing clouds off to the east that were reflecting the sunset. I have not seen clouds like this before.  The soft “pillows” in the sky were very dramatic.Early this morning we were treated to a fantastic thunderstorm.  Fortunately, there were wasn’t much lightening as that can be a threat to electronics on a boat.   We know of several boats that have been hit by lightning.  The crew was fine but every piece of electronic equipment was toast.  One couple we met this winter lost every electronic component on their boat and it took him two months of work to replace everything, and it’s still not quite right.  That would not be the way I’d want to spend time aboard in the Bahamas.

Today we decided to visit a Methodist church here on the island.  The wind was piping up pretty well so getting ashore in our Sunday best, a relative term compared with the finery worn by the rest of the congregation, was a bit challenging.    We were rewarded by a wonderful experience at the Rock Sound Methodist Church.  Rev. Gilbert Witcher and Brother Elton Symonette went out of their way, as did many in the congregation, to make us feel at home. We were introduced to the congregation and they even gave us a “prize” for being the very first visitors to arrive for worship, (we were actually afraid to be late) of a bottle of sparkling cider.  We were thrilled. 

Unlike Methodist churches in the states, where services are kept to one hour give or take, here in the Bahamas the starting time is a bit looser and they cram an amazing amount into a two hour service.  It wasn’t over till it was over.

And there was plenty going on.  There was a trumpeter.  A wonderful dance number, lots of music and a lot of AMENs.  Let’s say that the Bahamamian Methodists are a lot noisier than the more conservative suburban types we are used to.  I liked it a lot.  And, there was a booming sound system and even a projector that showed the words of the hymns on the wall above the cross for all to follow.  Sorry, but no bouncing ball to show you when to sing.

Here we are with Brother Elton after the service.   What an enthusiastic preacher he was. AMEN!!!  No, not a great big smile from him here.   I guess he used it all up a moment before.  So much for “ok, one picture is fine”.  And other parishioners mugging for the camera in their Easter finest.A very pretty if simple church.  And perfectly well kept as are all churches here in the Bahamas.

After church we headed back aboard Pandora to prepare a picnic lunch and off to a local park, near a blue hole, a 600’ deep ocean hole right in the middle of town.  What a beautiful spot,  complete with tropical fish, for a picnic with Maureen and Bill of Kalunamoo.  We had a great Easter feast complete with some mahi-mahi that Bill caught off of his boat. We were visited buy a very pretty bird that was hunting for lizards in the tree above us.  He was really quite close, only a few feet away. Some of the locals were swimming in the ocean hole.  It was a very popular spot for families to have an Easter outing.   This spot is much like other swimming holes around the world except that it’s 600’ deep with near vertical walls from the edge to the bottom.   Don’t fall in as it’s hard to get out if you aren’t near one of the ladders.All and all, a very relaxing Easter for me and Brenda.  We miss family but it was nice to be here too.  And, to look out of the church window and see palm trees… Quite a treat.

Since it’s Easter perhaps I’ll close with yet another church, one that we can see from Pandora’s cockpit as it’s located right on the beach, not 50′ from the water at high tide.   Quite a beautiful building.  Quite a beautiful day as well.  Happy Easter and a fine “Eleuthrian” one at that.  

 

It’s Thursday afternoon and, hard to imagine, (not really) the sun is out and it’s a beautiful day.  We have been “buddy boating” with our friends Bill and Maureen on Kalunamoo for a while now and here we are anchored off of a beautiful beach and, as an added bonus, the Fernandez Bay Village resort.   This place is beautiful and they even have a palm frond thatched roof on the main dining room.  How tropical.

Last night we had hoped to have dinner ashore as the resort puts on a terrific buffet spread each evening.  Unfortunately, I seem to have picked up some sort of stomach deal that put me down for about 24 hours.  After a particularly tough night, Brenda decided that I needed to visit the island clinic this morning.  So, she called to make an appointment.  The resort ordered a cab and we took the dink ashore.  I have to say that it was the first time I went for a doctor apt via a dink.  I guess there’s a first time for everything.

The clinic was a very small yellow building and the staff was quite efficient.  They were actually closed today but took me anyway.  That was very nice.  They checked me out and declared that I needed to eat more healthy stuff.  No surprise there.  And after and exam and a prescription, filled by them they sent me on my way.  The cost?  $0.  Such is socialized medicine, it would seem.   Welcome to the Bahamas.  Welcome indeed.  Oh yeah, the cab picked us up, took us to the clinic, then to the market and back to the resort, all for $25.  Yep, another good deal.   He even waited at the clinic while I was at the appointment.

Anyway, all seems to be well and I am on the mend.  I mentioned this as we were very disappointed that we had to cancel dinner last night but I think I am feeling well enough now that we can head ashore tonight.

This is such a beautiful spot. We can see the resort from Pandora.  Nice beach, right?  (Forgive me but this is a view from the resort to Pandora, but you can imagine, right?)The view down the beach from the patio looks like it’s a thousand miles from anywhere. In a way, it is.   We sailed 50 miles to get here and along the way the water was over 6,000′ deep.    Just love those umbrellas. The main dining room is thatched with palm fronds.   How “island”. The “tiki” bar is pretty amazing and they run it on the “honor system”.  Just make a note of what you have.  “On my honor, I’ll have another.”  I suppose it saves on staffing.  Works for me.
There are a few beautiful little islands just out in front of the lodge.  Love the clouds.And Pandora framed by the sky and impossibly blue water.We took a dink ride through a nearby mangrove swamp.  Very beautiful.  Brenda saw a sea turtle yesterday.  Lots of fish, rays and small sharks there.  We got a few shells too. The mangroves are small shrubby plants that grow in shallow water.  Their roots are very strong and can hold even in storms.  They are a great protector of fragile shorelines and a wonderful nursery for fish of all types.   The water is just so clear, like gin and very warm. 
So, now that I have “recovered” we made a reservation for dinner tonight again. I hope that I am up to it.  However, we have to leave in the morning as there is a front coming through and we have to get to a more sheltered spot when the clocking winds arrive.  Here, there’s 50 miles of ocean to the west.  Not a great spot when the wind starts piping up from the west.

So, dinner tonight or never…

Tomorrow we will likely get up early and head to Eluthera, an island about 70 miles north of here.  That’s a long way to go in one day so an early start will be important.   Getting out of Fernandez Bay in the dark should be easy but we want to arrive in Rock Sound Eluthera in daylight.