We are finally losing track of the days which is pretty fun. And we wear the same couple outfits, bathing suits.
So one of those days we moved down to Gun Cay.
We passed a really old shipwreck named Sapona
We anchored in Honeymoon Harbor and were able to get really close to the beach!
We explored the island
and found a lot of old shoes...
and plenty of conch! (side note: conch has upset my stomach and is on a temporary ban)
fun in the sand
Our personal postcard
Picnic on the beach. We were the only people on the island so it was a private beach picnic!
Before we left we found a great deal on cream of mushroom and tomato soup, 25cents a can, so we bought a ton of it! Then came the problem of how to use it. We can't make grilled cheeses and have limited french's fried onion for green bean casserole. Christine discovered if you mix the two it creates a delicious soup broth and then just add veggies of choice. Two birds, one stone.
We moved down to North Cat Cay but it was private so we couldn't go ashore. Lame.
That night the winds were out of control and we dragged for the first time ever. The anchor reset itself tho and then we watched the boats around us skeptically to make sure they kept their space. One boat got really close to us (about 20 feet) but right as I yelled to them they motored away. We didn't get too much sleep.
The next day since we couldn't go ashore we decide to keep moving and head toward the Berry Islands. To get there we had to cross the Great Bahama Banks which are about 86 miles long but only 10-15 feet deep. So the first day we just went about halfway and then pulled over and anchored. We made sure we anchored far enough off the channel so no other boats would hit us. It was still scary tho being completely surrounded by darkness. Plus the waves were bouncing us up and down till our davit hardware snapped. What was that about cruising just being a fancy word for fixing things in exotic locations...
Again, not much sleep.
Nomy finally got tired of being sick in the cabin while underway and now hangs with us in the cockpit. Nala was glad to have him.
The last 15 miles of the journey were across more Atlantic and we got to see the pretty deep blue water again.
We arrived at Chub Cay just before a squall came over us. The beach is private here too and it costs $100 to go to shore, wtf. However we can still use their Wi-Fi so ha!
The water is even clearer here but since George told us those wildlife horror stories we have been afraid to get in the water. Something we really need to get over. We have each been in the water once and all we can think about is SHARK SHARK SHARK!!!
