It was quite a night south of Bennetts Harbour. The southern swell smacked us broadside, resulting in a side-to-side rock all night L-O-N-G. Which rocking all night long is fun, but not when you’re trying to sleep. We discovered that if you lay sideways across the bed, at least it becomes a rocking horse motion rather than a throw-you-out-of-bed motion. Couldn’t wait for sunrise so we could get out of there. Hey, wait, look at that. It’s a pretty sunrise… Okay, Honey, that’s nice. Weigh anchor & let’s go!
As we cleared the top of Cat and said hello to Little San Salvador again (hey, no giant cruise ship!) we remembered that going across this part of The Exuma Sound can be sporty, as its open to the ocean. Couple that with that pesky southern swell, and we had fun. The swell catching us on the rear quarter was expected, just not appreciated. Ha! Oh well, we’re tough. As we were being pushed around, we looked out, and what in the world is that to starboard? A lone fisherman? Wow! We’re tossing about in almost 60′ of rugged boat, and he’s out there in a johnboat? I sure hope he hasn’t gone to Todd’s School of Fishing. Kidding aside, wow, just wow.
Some other notable sightings:
As we crossed the section that’s open to the Atlantic, the waves grew to more like 4-5ft, and items in cabinets began to shift. Oops, a bit sportier than we planned. Susie heard liquor bottles rattle and headed to the salon with extra towels to roll up and shove in the empty spaces. (Hmmm, maybe we need to shop so we won’t have empty spaces in the liquor cabinet!) Stepping down from the pilothouse, towels in hand, she discovered a bottle of Dawn Powerwash had leapt over its station behind the cutting board, slid across the galley counter, and landed in the salon floor, where it burst open, spilling its slippery contents in a huge puddle across the salon and down the rear stairs to the stateroom. Oh, boy. What a slick mess to clean up while rolling along on 4-5 footers. After soaking up the Dawn with the towels, we tossed them into the washer. Oops, mistake probably caused by the crazy rolling! 😉 We then ended up with bubbles oozing out of every possible orifice in/over/under/around the washing machine – onto the forward stair. Well, at least the floors are clean. And Susie has a new nickname – you guessed it, “Bubbles.”
Fish On!
Really, in the middle of this! Todd’s so excited when he hears that zing……………………….
My Old Man & the Sea, Take III
There was quite the splash out there before I grabbed the camera, but the battle, alas, was brief.
You’ve got to be kidding. A store bought “professional” wire leader and the crimp doesn’t hold.
Good Grief! (Pasta for dinner)
Good but eventful cruise. Once anchored, we settled in and slept very well, like in the bed, heads at the head of the bed! In the morning, we awoke to find a large school of baby fish – hundreds of them – hanging out behind the swim platform, where they stayed most of the day laughing at us – they’re fish, after all. No idea what they’ll grow up to be, but they were shiny and cute. After some mold-killing chores, the day ended with a pretty but somewhat brooding sunset. That’s excitement on the SaltyMare.
Most importantly, today we acquired provisions and are now ready to tuck in for the windy weekend. Game time! Last time, Todd beat me two out of three. It ain’t fishing…snicker. Watch out, somebody wants a rematch!
Our Travels 