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.”
Saturday, February 7 – Friday, February 13 – This week has been very fun. On Saturday, all of the families rented cars. We went in a van with Blue Heeler. We went to a cave and a few other boring places, then went to Dean’s Blue Hole, one of the deepest blue holes in the world. We met up with Tiki Tour, Zimovia and Another Summer there.
The people who rented the cars brought them to us at Tiny’s
Cette semaine était très amusante. Samedi, toutes les familles ont loué des voitures. Nous sommes allés dans un van avec Blue Heeler. Nous sommes allés à une grotte et d’autres endroits ennuyants, puis nous sommes allés à Dean’s Blue Hole, un des blue hole les plus profond en monde. On y a vu Tiki Tour, Zimovia et Another Summer.
The moon was not full anymore, but still shone vividly at dawn on Thursday, March 5
We’d arranged to meet two of the families at Thunderball Grotto at 0900, which was slack high tide. We were leery about getting in and out of the cave at high tide, but they assured us that it would not be a problem and said they thought it was better to go when there was no current.
We left Kosmos at 8:40, figuring it would take us 20-minutes to get there. But even though it was supposed to be nearly slack tide, the current was strong and our little 3 hp electric motor struggled. For a portion of the time, we were only going a little over one knot. It took 40-minutes to get there. Eric was frustrated. He’s been contemplating switching to a fast gas motor for the last few months, and he announced that this was the last straw – he was buying a new motor. When we got to the cave, we could barely see the entrance. We don’t think we would have been able to find it at all had we not been there before.
As our friends had assured us, getting in was not difficult. Here was a selfie with a view of the entrance from the inside.
We did our usual routine of school and chores in the morning, then puttered around the boat in the afternoon. We met Traveler and Driftwood at The Yacht Club for drinks at 1715. They told us that the salvaged sailboat had been sold! The new owners, who they said looked like teens, had moved it to the anchorage. At 1800, the rest of the party arrived and we all went over to Lorraine’s High Tide for dinner.
