The SaltyMare got through Derby day without a hitch (pun intended). And what a race! Susie scored an imaginary $1300 “betting” on the long shot. Woo hoo!
Our decadent Hot Browns and caprese salad were displayed on bougainvillea blossoms!
We’d been told the plane carrying the parts for the generator would arrive Saturday. Not knowing what time or how long the unpacking and customs process would take, we rented a cart for the day. Since we had it, we took a joy ride along the waterfront.
No visit to Spanish Wells can go without a mention of the lobster (crawfish) fishing fleet. It’s currently off season for lobster (it closed at the end of March), so all the boats are in port. We’ve been told last season was very good, as prices for lobster were up. They’re main buyer is Red Lobster, and the catch is huge, in the millions of pounds. They (crews of a dozen or so) travel mostly to a huge bank way down off the Jumentos and Ragged Islands, stay for 3-4 weeks to fill their refrigerated holds with nothing but lobster tails. Thousands of pounds a trip! A lot of the boats are now “co-ops,” with each crewman owning a share of the boat and its catch. They are an impressive lot and quite well kept. Here is a special article from CNN/RedLobster about the fleet and its efforts to maintain the fishery: Fishing for the Future
Although we’ve most likely passed it a dozen times, we just noticed this fun dolphin-themed home.
We also found a pop-up arts and crafts fair at the end of the island, where we picked up a few things – crafty fish for the front of the no-longer-working refrigerator (say what? that’s another story), some beaded earrings to go with the new summery dress purchased last week. This retail therapy is getting costly.
The most exciting news of the day? As 4:30 rolled around, we’d all but given up on the package and thought we’d wasted the cart rental, when we got a call from Greta at Pinder’s Supermarket that she had our package. We got the parts for the generator!! All we need now is Herbie again.
Great, but “Groundhog Day,” you may ask? That’s in February. Right. Our friend Peggy uses that term for being stuck somewhere, waiting for something that’s out of your control. Every day is the same. You get up, smile, and go through the same motions, just waiting for something – the winds to decrease, a package to be delivered, or, in this case, a technician or two… So, Happy Groundhog Day, everyone!
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