The day dawned still windy but clear. We continued to dry out the boat, while I set to work to prevent (attempting) any more intrusion. I re-bedded the port salon window’s screws, and went back to work on the forward berth. The Tolley’s kept being absorbed and I eventually decided to re-caulk the outside of window. When we get back, I am going to have to reexamine the method that these windows were attached. Given the pounding that we put the boat through, I may have to remove the windows and reattach them using Sikaflex; expensive but excellent holding and flexibility.
Dennis motored over and we both checked our anchors. We were both still set and Dennis’ needed a little straightening of the chain to prevent the wrapping situation. On the way to his boat, I got soaked sitting front of his dink with the spray coming over the bow. Afterwards we discussed our next destination. We decided on Warderick Wells in the Exuma Sea Park, a marine preserve. We could not raise them on Dennis’ VHF, so we went to our boat to call. We are on the waiting list so at 9 am tomorrow we will find out if we have a mooring.
Beth wanted to go to lunch, so we took the dingy to the beach and went to McDuff’s Beach Club. It is located right next to the old airstrip where the drug planes once landed. Planes still come and go, bringing guests to the small Normans Cay Beach Club, or to the private residences on the north side of the island. We had lunch of conch fritters and a couple of Bahama Mamas. We spoke with the owner regarding phone access, and he said go down to the beach and you will have no problem. He was right and we contacted both Lauren and Richard to let them know that their parents are ok. The irony, we contacting them letting them know that we have not sailed off the edge of the world. Both phone and internet access is limited in some of the islands.
We walked down to Normans Pond, and from that vantage point could see our boat in the distance. We uncovered a huge conch on the way to our dink, and motored back to the boat, stopping to view the drug plane that was uncovered by the lower tide. Back at the boat, we showered and had a light dinner.
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