That is what Rock Sound used to be called during pirate times. Over the years, inflection of words changes, and hence we now have Rock Sound. To cruisers, it’s a good place to go when the winds are stiff and changing directions. We first headed to the southern end for protection from a very stiff southern wind. After a day or so, the changing winds drove us to relocate to Rock Sound proper (meaning the east side, where the town is located). Good move because Finish Grade needed to get to Customs to pick up a part they had flown in!
So, how have we spent the time? Well, in addition to life in general – cleaning, laundry, boat chores, etc. –
We did some beach combing on various sides/ends of the bay
Wait. A tiki bar on a deserted beach? Kind of random.
We rented a car, planning to visit the Leon Levy Native Plant Preserve back north near Governor’s Harbour. Unfortunately, it was raining by the time we arrived and uncharacteristically enough, the rain had set in for the afternoon. (Yeah! Fresh water rinse for the boats!) So, in the end, we did a bit of shopping and headed back.
Snorkeling
Todd and Terry took to the water one afternoon, 
…and Todd took the camera for some exploring.
They were greeted by a school of Grey Angelfish, among others, and even spotted a young Nassau Grouper hiding among the corals.
Exploring the caves
Boiling Hole and the Cathedral Caves:
This spot is right off the main road. Following the humble signage and a slightly rugged approach, we arrived to find a very well-built platform and stairway down into the caves.
First you come upon the Boiling Hole, a stagnant blue hole with gases that build up at the bottom and sometimes emerge, seemingly in a “boil.” All calm this day.
So, we headed down the short trail to the Cathedral Cave.
And, wow, just WOW.
This place is amazing! As Todd likes to call them, “rock eating” trees above have found a way through and dropped their roots down to the moist floor inside the cave to produce a really unique cathedral look. In some of the pockets on the cave roof we could hear and see bats flying about, perhaps disturbed by our presence.
And a couple more shots:
We did mention the bats, right? 
Todd jokingly said this would be “the angels looking heavenward” shot. Giggle.
We haven’t shared a sunset photo in a while, but that doesn’t mean we aren’t enjoying the moments.
Didn’t want you to think we’re no longer celebrating the sunset. Every evening, Todd still bids the sun adieu with two long blasts of the conch horn before we turn on the anchor light and have dinner. Traditions are alive and well on the SaltyMare.
Todd actually has a little competition here in the crowd at Rock Sound. There are air horns, trumpets, and our personal favorite…
Well, today we bid farewell to Rock Sound. We’re heading to the Exumas!
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