Our Travels

First, a bit of follow-up to our last post. There was a photo caption playfully referring to Terry as “Twinkletoes.” Little did we know that Lynn was sitting on some shots of her own. So, here you go, more on dinghies.

We already said scrambling in from the water isn’t always a graceful process. (Maybe that’s why Todd’s snorkeling IN the boat. LOL) Well, at the dinghy dock, you’ll go swimming fully dressed if you aren’t careful.

We’re here all week, folks. Now, on to our regularly scheduled post.

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There aren’t very many roads, so our pleasant roaming didn’t take too long.

We stopped in our travels to photograph two sharp-looking boats in the bay. SaltyMare and Finish Grade, of course.

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Okay. Okay. Can we please get to Nipper’s now?? For 27 years, it’s been a “happenin'” spot for both cruisers and locals from nearby islands. Apparently on Sundays, Funday starts with the arrival of the 10:30 ferry bringing in folks from those other islands. They flock to Grabbers and of course Nippers!

Sign, sign, everywhere a sign,…

You can’t miss the place. There are signs everywhere. After the initial sign pointing off the main road, there are plenty of whimsical signs down the sandy access road to Nipper’s.

We finally made it! We timed our visit perfectly, as it was the calm before the storm of Sunday Funday folks!

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This is Nipper’s Beach Bar & Grill, perched above the beach on the Atlantic side of the island. These were snaps taken before lunch. After, the pools, the decks, and the beach were filled with folks having fun in the sun!

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And how about that beach view? The soft, sandy beach goes in either direction for miles.

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After a tasty lunch and sampling of Nipper’s Juice, basically a Rum Runner (with a top-secret recipe, of course), it was time to hit that beautiful beach. Terry & Lynn brought along something we’d never seen, a Shibumi Shade, to create a place to rest out of the sun.

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After combing the beach for sea beans and shells, it was definitely time for a swim, or in Todd’s case, some bodysurfing.

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Totally a Sunday Funday for us, and you bet we all slept like babies that night. Good thing because Monday morning’s plan was to move along at first light. Next up, Marsh Harbour.