The Flying Pig and Yellow Store, Staniel Cay, The Exuma Islands, The Bahamas

Dawn on Friday, March 13, 2026

Eric and Christi woke up totally covered in big bites from the beach yesterday. Christi had been wearing shorts, and most of her bites were on her legs, with a few on her arms. Eric was wearing pants and socks, and he had a lot of bites on his arms and a few on the strip of skin between his pant and sock edges. Keith didn’t have many since he’d been in the water most of the time.

This morning, the bow of the boat changed directions several times as the winds shifted, and the anchorage got a bit rolly. Eric put out the port flopper stopper as he said the discomfort would likely get worse. It also rained a little bit, but not enough to give Kosmos a decent rinse down. She’s getting icky, so we hope it rains soon.

We went to shore after Christi and Keith finished school. We keep forgetting to mention the sunken boat. It has deteriorate badly from when we first reported on it in April 2025. The whole top part that was sticking out of the water is gone and it looks like the hull will come apart any day now.

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Snorkeling The Aquarium and a Small Plane Wreck, Then Back to Big Major

Even at 1/4 full, the moon was amazingly bright on Wednesday, March 11

Dawn

Yesterday morning, Tiki Tour arrived in the anchorage. After all the kids had finished school, the other four families took their dinghies to Rachel’s Bubble Bath. Keith tagged along with them. Eric and Christi stayed aboard Kosmos. They worked on getting things ready for Keith’s upcoming birthday party, including baking more cupcakes. Christi also worked on her land life project, and was thrilled about accomplishing something important (or so she thought). It felt like the anchorage was a bit rollier today than it had been yesterday.  

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The Liquor Mat and Moving to the Northwest Anchorage on Pipe Cay, Exuma Islands, The Bahamas

The dawn on Monday, March 9 was colorful, and even though the moon was only half full, it was still especially vibrant:

After Christi and Keith finished doing school, we took the dinghy to Staniel Cay. We went to the pink grocery store and picked up a few items. We wanted to get a bottle of alcohol, and had been told the best place to buy it was at the Yacht Club’s laundromat. Eric went around to a small building set back from the shore on the Yacht Club’s property and saw a faded sign that said “Laundromat and (unreadable) Liquor.”

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