Georgetown, we just changed our view.

Where’s OPA?

We moved from the house in Hooper’s Bay on Good Friday and made it to Monument Beach, inside the harbor. We had several things break while waiting for weather and just like always, Danny handled them all. Since we had to readjust to the cruising lifestyle, this was really a welcome break. 

Where’s OPA?

This was taken from the monument overlooking our anchorage in Elizabeth Harbor.

This was taken from the monument overlooking the Atlantic Ocean.

The Bahamas is a very religious country and so on Good Friday, everything was shut down. All bars had to remain closed until 6:00p.m. Then everything was closed again for Easter Sunday and Easter Monday. I discovered that our new alternator cannot support our toaster oven…one of the reasons we are still in port. I am so glad that everything happened here in the harbor. We even put up all the sails and made sure all the rigging was properly tuned. It also gave us the opportunity to stow all the stuff that we just threw on board when we left the house. Our first night at anchor, we had a severe thunderstorm, the next night we had 20-25 knot winds. I kept asking myself…why are we doing this? But, after 4 days on board, the weather moderated and I think we finally got our sea-legs. It’s Tuesday and we’re off to see about an alternator!

Four days of relocating within the harbor cleansed the beard of sea life that was calling our anchor line home. Our mechanical issues allowed the Atlantic a few days to calm down and we had cool, gentle NE wind at about 15 knots, with the uniform of the day being sweatshirts and shorts. We departed the cut and within minutes, the water changed from turquoise to a deep purple and the depth sounder no longer registered. Just a few weeks ago, a boat about the size of ours hit a container that was jettisoned from a freighter and the boat sunk within 20 minutes.  Apparently, several of these were said to be lost and remain lurking just below the surface. Fortunately, this is a well traveled path and they were rescued in 30 minutes. That incident was the source of a little of our apprehension. We had a 50 mile sail to a magical cut that took us from 2000 feet of water to 20 feet of emerald green seas. What a return we had to cruising, as the day was perfect in every way. We are now anchored in Black Point, Exuma and have to wait for weather once again. 

What a wonderful life!