Snapshots of the Bahamas
A year afloat: to the Caribbean and back
Sam and Alex Fortescue
Mon 23 May 2011 01:37
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No further fishing exploits to relate today, dear
reader. Despite trolling our entire repertoire of tasty-looking lures, there was
ne'er a nibble from beneath the water. We caught only seaweed. Plenty of
that.
However, the day is not entirely lost. We're
anchored up just 300 yards from the Thunderball Cave - as escaped from by a very
youthful Sean Connery in 1964. He was winched up from the cave by helicopter
after being locked in by Number Two and his speargun-toting cronies. We're going
to buzz - or rather row, for the outboard has developed an annoying reluctance
to start - over to the cave before breakfast tomorrow. It has two entrances,
both of which are submerged at high tide, but filled with curious fish.
Helicopters are sadly not expected, but we'll keep you posted.
We're as far south as we're going to venture in the
Exumas, at a place called Staniel Cay. From here, we're just a dinghy ride (but
more than a row) away from Little Major's Spot, renowned for a lovely beach and
its tribe of swimming pigs. Alex is determined to see a floating piggle, before
we turn our noses north again to start the journey back to Nassau. En route,
we'll stop in the Exuma Cays National Park, where fishing is forbidden and the
sealife correspondingly more luxuriant.
An Exuma Cay - note see-through water and shallow
sandy bottom
 Glorious anchorage off Saddle Cay
 Landing on a sandbank that uncovers at low tide -
putting the French 'fonds blancs' to shame
  Beach barbecue
 The view..
 A shady seat on a desert island
 Painting or picture perfect?
 Admiring the painting...
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