Johnny and Joanne had offered to let us borrow their car, but since there was no place to park it downtown, we’d declined. However, at Havn there was parking, so we took them up on the car. In the morning, Eric went to Johnny’s house to pick up the car. After he returned, he used the marina pump out on our blackwater tanks. Much to his dismay, it wasn’t working. Sigh.
In the afternoon, Eric went on a boat ride with Johnny and Steve on Steve’s boat. Steve picked Eric up from the end of the dock.
Sun just about to poke over the horizon on Monday, May 19
As we were doing our morning chores, Eric noticed that the water quality being produced by our water maker was not good. He was worried that something in the dirty water here had damaged the membrane, so he shut off the water maker. He also didn’t want to try using the DC water maker, for fear that the same thing would happen to the DC unit. The reality was that it wasn’t viable to stay in an anchorage long without being able to make water, so Eric immediately started trying to find a slip in a marina.
Eric checked marina pricing and availability online. It looked like the best deal was at a marina named Havn. We felt like that was meant to be. He made an online reservation, then did some calculations. Due to the shallowness of the channels and the difficulty docking in the strong current, we needed to get there at high slack tide. We also needed to be cognizant that the bridge only opened at 15 after and 45 after. He determined that we needed to pull up anchor at 1230 to make the bridge opening at 1245 and then make it to the marina at high slack tide.
Since we had some time to kill, we went to shore and had lunch at a burger place called Lindburgers. It was good and relatively quick.
The sunrise on Monday, May 12 was blocked by low atmospheric clouds.
And the rest of the sky turned an odd violet-ish color.
We’d decided to move around the corner, where it was more protected from the wind/wind chop (the blue dot on the map that we’d posted upon arrival at Highbourne Cay). We had to bring in the flopper stopper no matter what, as they weren’t meant for use in motion. Even though it was a short ride, we decided it was best to bring up the dinghy, too.
Continued… 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. Looking north, we could see the marina, the little shallow bay next to it, and the sea wall that separates them. The marina was clearly a dredged portion of the little bay.
Looking south, we could see that the beach on between Xuma’s and this point was lined with chairs.
In the am, Eric filled the tanks that were used yesterday. After he was done, Eric and Christi jumped in the water and finished cleaning the bottom. Eric saw a nurse shark while he was underwater. Between the two of them, they used one tank of air. They were both relieved to finally be done. They vowed to never let the bottom get so bad again.
We decided to get a late lunch/early dinner onshore. We landed the dinghy at the yacht club. We saw there was another shark feeding in process. Someone was filming the sharks with a Go-Pro. She dropped the camera in the water. The sharks attacked it, and one of the sharks ate it. The shark immediately spit it back out. A man went into the water with the sharks and retrieved the Go-Pro for her! She said it was on, so she probably has footage of it being eaten and spit back out.
We decided we wanted to try a new place, and walked over to The Ship Yard. We’d put in a photo of the Ship Yard’s property in another post, and here is a photo of the restaurant itself. They told us that their chef was on vacation this weekend, so only the bar was open.
