Back to the Abacos
Up until this point, every place we visited during this Bahamas trip was a first. The jump from Eleuthera brought us back to the Abacos, where we spent two months last year.
It was an uneventful 65-mile motor/sail from Egg Island to Elbow Cay. We trolled the whole way but had no luck. When we reached Little Harbour Cut, we navigated through dozens of sport-fishing boats participating in a tournament. From what we could see, they weren't having much luck fishing either.
The Abacos certainly feel different than the more remote islands we came from. There are so many more tourists, center consoles and sailboat charter fleets. We were looking forward to a few of the more “American” conveniences, like lunch at a restaurant, visiting the ice cream shop and even take-out Asian food.
We bounced between Elbow, Man-O-War, Marsh Harbour and Great Guana for a week or two, falling in love with the Abacos all over again. The Smith family flew into Marsh, which was the icing on the Abaco cake. We spent a couple days with them before retracing our steps from last year.
Now that we’re into June, the summer thunderstorms are just about daily and we’re starting to make plans to haul out for fresh bottom paint and regular maintenance. We’re also starting to look ahead at what we want to do next, beyond the summer.
We have lots of ideas and aspirations, but many require big decisions. The way it’s worked out so far, we’ve unintentionally reinvented our lives every 3-5 years. Funny enough, we’re right on schedule.
We’re not afraid of change. The beauty and the curse of having this kind of freedom is choosing what you want. Safe to say, there will be much more to come on this topic.
For now, we’re continuing our journey back to the states. Our passage through the Whale was uneventful and we waved at Green Turtle and our favorite anchorage at Coco Bay as we passed by. We made a quick pit stop at Hawksbill Cay before heading to Great Sale to stage for the crossing.
Overnight passage prep has become pretty standard. Tom takes care of the equipment and safety checks, while I prep food and make sure the things we need are readily accessible in the salon.
We managed to crash the drone on the final day in the Bahamas while doing a rig check before departure, which was a bummer. At least we captured all those amazing drone shots throughout our trip.
This crossing will be unique because we plan to leave in the evening after work. Fingers crossed for fair winds and calm seas. Only 120 miles to go between us and Florida. Let’s go!
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