Wednesday, December 24, continued… It wasn’t long before they found a clearing with the remains of a foundation of a building. The sign said “Davis Ruins.”
It looked like it was once a small house and possibly some small outbuildings near the house.
The sunrise on Wednesday, December 24 was delayed by a giant cloud, but it did eventually rise above the cloud.
In the morning, we got Kosmos ready to go to sea and pulled up anchor at about 0840. The rest of the flotilla left about the same time as us. The ride over to Warderick Wells Cay was smooth and uneventful — for us in a powerboat. At first the sailboats moved faster than Kosmos since the wind was good, but at the end they had to turn into the wind to get into the anchorage, and they all slowed way down. We arrived at about 1100. We anchored father south than we had last time, on the edge of a mooring field.
Tuesday, December 23, 2025 continued… At 1300, we went to shore to go on a hike to the ocean side of the island with three other families. We landed the dinghy on the beach. As we started on the trail, one of the other kids asked Keith why he wasn’t wearing a swimsuit since they were going swimming in the ocean. Eric volunteered to go back to Kosmos for Keith’s swim suit. He said he’d be a few minutes behind us. This was the trailhead.
The group followed the narrow hiking rail. The foliage all along the trail was a bit overgrown, but the trail was marked with debris along the way so we knew we were on the correct path. Being a limestone island, the ground all along the way was uneven and dotted with erosion holes. The hike up was mostly through spindly trees.
Being that it was a tiny island, it was a relatively short hike up to the peak in the center of the island.
Continue readingDawn on Monday, December 22, 2025
When we woke up, it was overcast and the wind screaming. Much to our relief, the charter boat moved early in the morning, so at least we didn’t have to worry about them dragging and hitting us. The anchorage was rolly and uncomfortable, so Eric put out the starboard flopper stopper, which helped dampen the motion. That said, the motion made all three of us kind of grouchy. Even though it was rolly where we were, it was much worse on the north side, so we were glad we moved yesterday instead of waiting until today. Rain was in the forecast.
As soon as Keith finished his school work, he went to Zimovia to hang out with the kids. He stayed there for 7 hours. They played outside on the deck for the majority of the time.
Sunday, December 21, 2025 — Given how shallow the northern Shroud anchorage was, we could only move at high tide. The wind was forecast to shift tomorrow, so we had been planning to move tomorrow morning at high tide. Much to our dismay, we woke up to find that the wind shift had already begun… and it was already high tide. We had to either move right then or stay for another day while the anchorage became increasingly uncomfortable. In good news, it looked like southern Shroud would provide good protection, so we didn’t need to move far. The purple dot was where we anchored on northern Shroud, the blue dot where we anchored in southern Shroud, and the red dot was The Washing Machine.
The rest of the flotilla also moved to southern Shroud. Since it was such as short ride in protected waters, we towed the dinghy, which was something we rarely did.
