The Georgetown Saga Begins
Ambler Isle
V and S
Wed 16 Feb 2011 13:57
23.30N
75.45W
We awoke to another beautiful day. Sunny, warm,
calm. We dinghied the the two miles across Elizabeth Harbour to the Fish
Fry Shacks to visit the weekly farmer's market there. Frequently cruisers
come here during the day for lunch or other events. At night, the locals
take it over. But the farmers had already packed up by the time we got
there. We hopped back in the dinghy and rode under the small
bridge to Lake Victoria, the gateway to the small town.
Tying the boat to the dinghy dock behind Exuma Market, we strolled the
settlement. Not much had changed since last trip. First we went to
the Shop Rite grocery to buy a few things. At Exuma Market, we bought the
rest of our shopping list. Both stores had plenty of fresh vegetables and
fruit. Our first trip to the Bahamas was much different. After
stowing our supplies, we jumped back in the dinghy to tour the harbour and greet
old friends. Our last stop was to the Monument anchorage to
see trawler Escargot, Mick and Mary Steiner, friends from
our former hometown of Lake Orion, Michigan. While there, the predicted
cold front kicked up, rocking the boat side to side. The sky turned
grey. We climbed back into the dinghy for a cold, wet trip 2 miles back to
Amber Isle. Our anchorage at Sand Dollar Bay was much calmer and
had no surge. Amber Isle experienced no rocking motion. We
tucked in for the night, enjoying boat pizza for dinner. I mistakenly
turned on the generator while the microwave oven was running, causing an
overload of power demand on the generator. The electric system promptly
shut down! I thought I'd blown a major breaker and imagined having to lift
the anchor to go to the rough side of the harbour to the only
marina. We'd have to order the breaker from Florida and have it air
shipped to Georgetown. This would take at least a week. I was
sick. Then Valt came back after an inspection of the engine room.
He'd found a broker that was simply thrown. After resetting the inverter,
power was restored. My wild imagination had proved wrong. What a
relief! We celebrated by enjoying a movie as the winds howled around
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