Author: Greg
February 5 – February 6. ‘I’m not sure how you are going to follow that one’ said my loving wife. Stuart and Steph had just performed Leonard Cohen’s ‘Allelujah’. Stuart played the guitar and sang while Steph accompanied him on…
We heard a story about two Class-A Staniel racing boats from some cruisers who participated in the rescue. On New Year’s Eve in the Staniel Cay Class-A races Lady Muriel sank, allowing Tida Wave to win. The Class-A boats are…
January 31 – February 2. On the last day in January we sailed into the wind down to Little Farmer’s Cay. We wanted to be there for the First Friday in February Farmer’s Festival. The cold front that had brought…
January 22 – January 28. We are at the fuel dock of the Staniel Cay Yacht Club marina. Duwan is putting water into our tanks. It’s a slow process. I’m finished with the diesel, so I have time to gaze…
January 24. ‘Should you make fake outboard motor noises so they will know we are here?’ asked Duwan. Not necessary. Don’t know if they heard us talking or heard the oars creaking in the oarlocks, but roused from their slumber…
January 14 – January 19. We left Warderick Wells and sailed to Bell’s Island. The island is private. We didn’t go ashore, but Duwan was able to pirate an internet signal from a construction site there. Arg. I rowed over…
January 12 – January 13. Here we are at the Warderick Wells Land and Sea Park. This was the southernmost point of our trip last year. We were here at the end of April, so it’s satisfying to be this…
Don’t you hate it when you’re parked safely in the wind shadow of some tiny islet, but the whole ocean is trying to rush by, making waves curl around the cay, bashing at you from the side? Boy, I do….
Jupiter appears first in the eastern night sky. It’s so clear, strong, and bright one has time to imagine seeing all those moons and the huge red storm moving across its gaseous surface before anything else appears. Then, slowly, the…
When we last heard from the crew of Blue Wing, they were creeping toward Marsh Harbor to find the parts needed to attach half of their sail back to the mast… “Pistachios? Oh yes, we’ll take those” said Judy. That…
