We had an extended stay in Green Turtle last year so again we did not need to stay here and miss the weather window. We anchored overnight and the next morning we left for Fernandina Beach. The weather window was as predicted and we had a relatively benign crossing. Long ocean swells with little wind was a delight for Ginnie. Once again we had visitors come on board. A couple of sea birds thought our wind generator was something like an amusement park ride. The one in the video below that is perched on the radar was, I’m sure, just waiting to get a ride on the wind generator.
Me next, me next….come on it’s my turn!
We also had a flying fish land on deck during the night but he didn’t have as much fun as the birds. We found him on deck in the morning. The wing span on these guys is impressive; do you believe that’s Ginnie holding a dead flying fish? Yeah Ginnie!
The passage between Green Turtle Cay and Fernandina Beach FL took us 54 hours this year. The weather window had caused us to arrive in Florida about a week earlier than planned but a delay would have kept us in the Abacos much longer than we wanted.
All our weather info was telling us that a good window for crossing the Gulf Stream was upon us and the weather would be deteriorating within a few days. We sailed to Guana Cay but staying at Guana Cay overnight would reduce our window of good weather. Last year we had toured Guana Cay so we did not feel we were missing any important scenes. We decided to have lunch, sail up through Whale Cut and on to Green Turtle Cay. Before leaving Ginnie hoisted me to the top of the mast so I could get the photo below. FYI, she did use the electric winch.
We anchored off Man-O-War and dinghied into the harbor. A required stop was to the Normand Albury Sail Makers where Ginnie purchased a very cool little bag. It was just the right size for the required IPad and a few extra goodies.
It was time to check the bottom for growth and the conditions of the shaft and prop zincs before heading back to the US. I pulled out all the diving gear, wet suit, weights, mask/snorkel and fins, took off all the shiny stuff and entered the water. I had a pleasant surprise. There was very little growth on the bottom and the zincs were in great shape. So it was a short dive and it took longer to rinse everything down with fresh water and store it away than the dive took. But the timing was good since vodka tonics were served shortly thereafter. Thanks Ginnie.
There are many, many turtles in Hope Town harbor, but try, just try, to get a picture of them. They come to the surface to grab a breath of air then dive back down where so it is impossible to get a good photo. I have sat on deck numerous times trying to get that “money” shot but to no avail. Here is the best I could get…
Ginnie returned from visiting the grand kids, Reese & Graeme, on the Albury ferry. The boat has designated stops in Hope Town and seldom if ever stops at boats that are on moorings. Well about an hour before I expected Ginnie to arrive back in Hope Town I heard someone calling “Firecracker”, I poked my head out the companionway to see the Albury ferry and Ginnie close alongside. Rather than drop Ginnie off at one of the town docks the ferry was backing up to drop her off at Firecracker. What a surprise, so much of a surprise I didn’t have a chance to grab my camera, so no photos. Only Ginnie could manage that feat!
Before leaving Hope Town we once again connected with Keith & Jo aboard Dream Weaver, great folks that are thoroughly enjoying retirement and planning to stay in Hope Town through the summer.
Leaving Hope Town was sad, we met people that have been wintering there for as much as 56 years, and we can understand why.