Dawn and sunrise on Tuesday, December 2, 2025

This morning, Christi woke up with a bunch of bug bites on her legs. Eric had warned her to wear pants yesterday since he’d gotten a couple of bug bites while onshore on Sunday. She regretted not taking his advice. But at least it wasn’t nearly as many as we’d gotten at Lubber’s Landing.

The wind had shifted during the wee hours of the morning. It was now coming from the south, which was an unusual direction as prevailing wind direction was from the east or the north. We moved first thing in the morning to an unnamed anchorage on Great Abaco that was directly across from Great Guana Cay (the blue dot was where we left from, the purple dot was where we moved to).

View of shore from where we were anchored.

The ride took an hour and 15-minutes. Tiki Tour moved across, too. We anchored in front of a home that was owned by a friend of a friend of Tiki Tour. The mutual friend had given Tiki the family’s contact info and Tiki had been hoping that the winds would cooperate to anchor in front of the home. They got their wish!

The anchorage was a bit rolly, so Eric immediately deployed one of the flopper stoppers. We did our normal school and chore routine, then we headed to shore with Tiki Tour to meet the family. This was the stunning view from the beach in front of their home.

They were Americans with two children close in age to Keith and the Tiki kids. The parents had rented this home as a vacation rental when the wife was pregnant with their first child. They loved the house and had vacationed there every year every year since — until it was destroyed in Hurricane Dorian. The owner decided not to rebuild, so they bought the property, became permanent Bahamian residents, and rebuilt the house.

They gave us a tour of the house and shared with us how bumpy and slow the construction process had been. They’d moved in when it was “done enough” and were just finishing up the last of the details. The home was lovely. We saw why they loved the house so much that they’d bought it and put so much work into rebuilding it.

After the house tour, the kids played games while the adults went for a walk to see the neighborhood. Most of the lots were vacant, and the few homes varied widely.

They were a nice family and we had a lovely visit. We headed back to our boats shortly before sunset. 

Christi made dinner and, as we usually did, had a quiet night onboard.