Ship’s Channel, Bahamas
It’s been a week. After a brief stop in Nassau, Independence and our pals on Different Drummer (a beautiful, blue-hulled Bristol), continued across the Banks to Alan’s Cay.
This little cluster of islands/rocks, is known for it’s abundant population of iguanas. They are protected by Bahamian law and so bountiful—they own the island. These pre-historic looking creatures do not have keen eyesight, but they can detect a morsel of food scraps in a flash. Once, sometimes twice a day, long triple engine cigarette-type boats, laden with tourists from Nassau speed over to Alan’s Cay, pull up to the short, sandy beach, disembarking the passengers for a feed-fest with the iguanas. They come out from the underbrush, the rocks, out of the branches of slow-lying shrubs, and waddle their way to the beach with forelegs bent out at right angles, walking like sumo wrestlers. Their long tails drag loopy paths in the soft sand, and as they approach some tidbits of lettuce or banana peel, there is a rush as one or two snap and fight for the piece of treasure. The quick aggression always startles the tourists, and they jump back with a squeal.
While the wind blew 3 fronts through our little anchorage, we saw several cruising boats come and go for a night or two, as this is mostly a stopping point for cruisers heading towards Georgetown.
Yesterday, both DD and Indy left that anchorage to come here, a mile or so north to join our friends on Scooter. This is a fun place, as we know the caretakers and friends of the owner of the little island. He runs a business from Nassau on those afore-mentioned tourist boats. After they stop to feed the iguanas for 15 minutes or so, they run up here to Ship’s Channel Cay, where there are some out-buildings, a bar, a dock, pretty little beach. They can snorkel, sunbathe, hike a trail, and have lunch. Then they are all ferried back on the boat (30 – 40 people) and run back to Nassau. A day in the islands!
Once the touristas are gone, we go ashore to hang and converse with the crew left behind.
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Today, we convened on Scooter in the morning to share Deb’s homemade muffins & plan out the day. At slack tide, we clambered into two of the 3 dinghies with wet-suits on, fins, masks, snorkels, spears and buckets all loaded in, and headed out of the anchorage to explore and hunt the beautiful reefs and coral heads around the islands. It was a good day, we returned with 3 Margates, a Hogfish and about 6 lobster. We also had a beautiful drift dive, and saw several turtles and beautiful fish and soft coral. (I know, it’s a tough job, but someone has to do it).
We split the food preparation for tonight’s feast, which we will shortly bring to shore and share with the 6 people who are left on the island after working the tourist trade for the day. Last night, dinner was on Independence with the 6 of us, & we grilled the wahoo we had caught the other day. After dinner we bowled on the Wii that Scooter brought over!
Who knew there was so much to keep one occupied living on a small little space, floating in the middle of no civilization…
(Oh yes, and most importantly, there is wi-fi!!!)
Love to everyone,
S & P
It’s been a week. After a brief stop in Nassau, Independence and our pals on Different Drummer (a beautiful, blue-hulled Bristol), continued across the Banks to Alan’s Cay.
This little cluster of islands/rocks, is known for it’s abundant population of iguanas. They are protected by Bahamian law and so bountiful—they own the island. These pre-historic looking creatures do not have keen eyesight, but they can detect a morsel of food scraps in a flash. Once, sometimes twice a day, long triple engine cigarette-type boats, laden with tourists from Nassau speed over to Alan’s Cay, pull up to the short, sandy beach, disembarking the passengers for a feed-fest with the iguanas. They come out from the underbrush, the rocks, out of the branches of slow-lying shrubs, and waddle their way to the beach with forelegs bent out at right angles, walking like sumo wrestlers. Their long tails drag loopy paths in the soft sand, and as they approach some tidbits of lettuce or banana peel, there is a rush as one or two snap and fight for the piece of treasure. The quick aggression always startles the tourists, and they jump back with a squeal.
While the wind blew 3 fronts through our little anchorage, we saw several cruising boats come and go for a night or two, as this is mostly a stopping point for cruisers heading towards Georgetown.
Yesterday, both DD and Indy left that anchorage to come here, a mile or so north to join our friends on Scooter. This is a fun place, as we know the caretakers and friends of the owner of the little island. He runs a business from Nassau on those afore-mentioned tourist boats. After they stop to feed the iguanas for 15 minutes or so, they run up here to Ship’s Channel Cay, where there are some out-buildings, a bar, a dock, pretty little beach. They can snorkel, sunbathe, hike a trail, and have lunch. Then they are all ferried back on the boat (30 – 40 people) and run back to Nassau. A day in the islands!
Once the touristas are gone, we go ashore to hang and converse with the crew left behind.
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Today, we convened on Scooter in the morning to share Deb’s homemade muffins & plan out the day. At slack tide, we clambered into two of the 3 dinghies with wet-suits on, fins, masks, snorkels, spears and buckets all loaded in, and headed out of the anchorage to explore and hunt the beautiful reefs and coral heads around the islands. It was a good day, we returned with 3 Margates, a Hogfish and about 6 lobster. We also had a beautiful drift dive, and saw several turtles and beautiful fish and soft coral. (I know, it’s a tough job, but someone has to do it).
We split the food preparation for tonight’s feast, which we will shortly bring to shore and share with the 6 people who are left on the island after working the tourist trade for the day. Last night, dinner was on Independence with the 6 of us, & we grilled the wahoo we had caught the other day. After dinner we bowled on the Wii that Scooter brought over!
Who knew there was so much to keep one occupied living on a small little space, floating in the middle of no civilization…
(Oh yes, and most importantly, there is wi-fi!!!)
Love to everyone,
S & P
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