The Majors Spot Shuffle
Ambler Isle
V and S
Sat 29 Jan 2011 15:52
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Jan. 15, 2011
A quick trip to the Isles General Store yielded some
bagels, English muffins, lettuce and tomatoes, onion, carrots, and eggs.
No good ice cream. We'd hoped for more, but would not go
hungry. We were still in Staniel
Cay. Friends Linda and Ted, from aboard s/v Nina came for a visit
this morning. We met them 5-6 years ago here and it is always a treat to
see them every year. They take their boat back to Connecticut at the end
of the season here. We tried to catch up on several years events as well
as the trip over to the Bahamas. Although the weather will change
tomorrow, they are reluctant to move to the sheltered anchorage because it gets
so crowded. They'd rather tough out a big blow alone. We, however,
must move. So we weighed anchor and moved back to the Between the Majors
anchorage. There were only 5 boats here, including
Carleigh. We had our choice of spots. We opted, like
an old dog, to return to the old tried and true, and dropped the anchor in
10' of water. It set immediately. Even so, we hopped into the dinghy
with the glass bottomed "lookie" bucket to make sure. It was buried.
We sounded out the depths in the surrounding waters for when we would swing with
either tide or wind. We might go over some 5-6' water, but only at low
tide. Before returning to the boat we rode over
to s/vRomanta Sea just behind us. We reported to them
our anchor line scope and length and that our anchor was set firm. They were very pleasant, a Canadian couple who now live in
Abaco, Bahamas. Soon Pretty Penny entered the anchorage, coming
so close to us that Valt had to bring out the mustard to offer them some grey
poupon. They anchored nearby. The winds were already hitting 21k
from the southeast, perhaps the worse direction in this harbour.
Pirate, with Jim and Janie arrived and found
their place. They'd brought some supplies and mail for us and were eager
to bring them over. It was good to see them, too. So many great
stories to share. As we sat in our rolling anchorage, we wondered if we'd
come over too early. After all the storm is tomorrow afternoon. But
sailors are early risers, and if we waited til tomorrow we might not find a good
shelter.
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