Sunrise on Sunday, May 11, 2025

Last night, we’d gotten a text from a fellow cruiser letting us know that the little market at Highbourne Cay Resort and Marina, which was a little north of Shroud Cay, had eggs in stock. We’d decided to move to Highbourne Cay this morning so we could buy some eggs. We really wanted to have eggs onboard because we were planning to leave on a passage from the Bahamas to Florida tomorrow (Monday). Eggs were a great passage food as they were easy to cook and digest.

We were up early and got the boat ready to go. We pulled up anchor at 0700, which was high tide. We had intended to follow the same track out of the anchorage as we’d taken in, but a boat was anchored in the middle of our track. We had to go into shallow water to get around it. We only had ½ foot of water under us, so had it been slack or low tide, we would have been stuck inside the anchorage until the tide rose.

We dropped anchor on the east side of the Highbourne Cay at about 0915. Looking north.

Looking south.

Much to our disappointment — but not surprise — it was rolly. We were worried that they may run out of eggs, so we immediately got the dinghy down and took it in to the marina. It was a slow ride in because we were going against both the wind and current. Here was a zoomed in map. The purple dot to the left was where we were anchored. The store was next door to Xuma’s. Ignore the blue dot towards the top for now — that dot comes into the story later.

The dinghy dock.

The store was literally step away from the edge of the dinghy dock.

Much to our relief, there were plenty of eggs in stock, as well as ice cream (another great passage food). As we were leaving the store to go back to the dinghy, we made an impulse decision to have lunch at Xuma’s to commemorate our last day in the Bahamas. This was the walkway between the store and Xuma’s.

Xuma’s didn’t open until noon, which worked out fine since we needed to get the ice cream back to the boat ASAP. Eric ran the groceries back to Kosmos while Christi and Keith walked around the resort. From the restaurant, they followed a paved road up the hill to the road paralleled the east side of the island. They turned north. To their left, at regular intervals, they saw driveways barely wide enough for a golf cart. From what they could see, the driveways led to individual houses which were spaced widely apart. Each house was surrounded by thick shrubbery so that only the roofs of the houses were visible from the road. It was obvious that this resort catered to people who wanted privacy. 

In between the beach and the road was a walking trail that also had a lot of shrubbery on both sides, so no one could see someone walking on the trail from either the road nor the beach.

There was a walkway down to the ocean, with a covered deck so that people could either swim or sit and enjoy the view.

The bus stop was at a fork in the road.

Christi and Keith chose the road that went back down the hill to the west side of the island. It ended at the north end of the bay. The water looked to be about ankle deep.

A dirt road that paralleled the bay south.

We passed an area for kids to play and some more beach chairs with umbrellas.

The road ended at the marina.

These cute little birds were all over the island.

When Christi and Keith returned to the dinghy dock, they saw that Kosmopolitan wasn’t there. They walked out to the southwest edge of the marina to watch for Eric’s arrival. To be continued…