2359 Thursday 29 March 2012
Needless to say, we left slightly after the other two boats, but not by
much and with a light wind from a somewhat unfavourable direction tacked our way
towards Big Majors Spot, or in the light of events should it be Gloucester Old
Spot? Sailing in almost smooth waters make going to windward so much
easier and with the encouragement f being watched from tow other boats we made
good progress, 6 knots to windward out of 6 knots of true wind is not bad for
us. Curious, as this is happening you can see the sea bed going by.
We have to share this image with you. No helicopter but a slide
from the bridge deck – what every oligarch requires. Ladies are requested
to remove high heels before using the escape slide.
The anchorage at Big Majors Spot has a good depth close in but has to be
approached over a bank showing 2.3 metres at chart datum; we came in on the top
of the tide, which although the range is not much more than ½ metre is enough
to float our boat. We followed Sebastian and Liz on Shalamar but with a
draught of 6 foot they were able to anchor outside of the “deep”
In the afternoon we took a trip round into Staniel Cay so that the Mate
could indulge in some retail therapy and purchase green tomatoes and a gold
platted iceberg lettuce.
Staniel Cay is the first civilisation that we have seen for some time
and is attractive with a small marina full of motor yachts and a very buzzy
yacht club. We spotted a motor yacht called ‘Sentry’.
We moored alongside ‘Sentry’ in Norfolk. Its owner, Angus, lives in the
same condo as Gary and Greta. Unfortunately Angus was not joining his
yacht until next week and in Nassau.
A photograph to prove that we were both there;
It was then back off to the boat, a quick if bouncy and a tad wet 1nm
plus ride. A capable dinghy and outboard are very necessary for this part
of the world where anchorages tend to be some way either from the shore or from
settlements or both.
The mate insisted on
going to see the star attraction of Big Major Spot and what today’s title
is all about.
The world famous swimming
pigs of Staniel Cay. Realising that we did not have anything with which
to feed them they quickly returned to the beach and waited for their next
victim. The Mate will return when she has generated some pig friendly bio
Later Sebastian and Liz together with French friend Luc joined us for a
very sociable happy hour or two. We watched the sun go down to the sound
of conch shells being blown from other yachts and you can guess what is coming
next; it just had to be an Evening Hymn, Dark Island and Scotland the Brave on
la grande cornemuse.