What a difference a day makes. Did I really say that???? Early in the morning, I awoke to freshening winds and a swell from the southeast. I got up and started GPS duty to make sure we were staying put with the changing weather. Satisfied I went back to sleep, waking to see us very close to our neighbors. I decided that we should move, upped anchor to re-establish our anchorage.
After breakfast, I loaded up the dingy with fuel and water cans, and trash, and headed to the Highbourne Marina. I pushed the dingy through 2 foot swells about ½ a mile to the marina. I met Dennis and Mary there, doing the same task. After re-provisioning, I headed back, and here comes the fun part. Loading the dingy with the cans and trash, as well as me, in mixed up seas was a challenge; unloading full fuel and water canisters was even more so. After everything was aboard including the dingy and its motor, off we went to Normans Cay, a short 10 mile trip. Short, bumpy, water over the bow trip.
We set up anchorage near the channel that separates Normans Cay from Wax Cay. This is a well-protected anchorage, with the exception that there is a tidal surge that runs through it. Dennis dingyed over with his bucket to look at the bottom. We checked the anchor and we were set for the night, although there was a time where the wind and the tide were holding us in place. We’re anchored a couple hundred yards from a “drug” plane that crashed and is still visible on low tides.
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