March 2008
The front is safely to the south of us and we find ourselves anchored in the lee of Man-Of-War Cay. This another Abaco Island with two central lagoons with a thriving community of boat builders. One of the first immigrants from a shipwreck was John Albury and he married a local girl. As a result almost everyone is an Albury and there are several boat yards producing mainly fibreglass open fishing boats with a central console and solid bimini top. These are very popular and there is even an agent in Riviera Beach in Florida.
As ever there is a Queen’s Highway running along the centre of the island and a good number of old wooden houses. The character of the island is dominated by retirees who maintain beautiful gardens and drive everywhere in golf carts. Needless to say this all feels much more affluent than most family islands we have visited.
Florida sadly beckons for both boats now as we have to go to our son’s wedding in the UK and the crew of Misty also have things to do in the US. We decide on a night in the Orchid Bay Marina on Great Guana Cay and a meal out at Grabbers. A monumental thunderstorm visits us and we wade back to the boats from the meal out.
Off to Green Turtle to sit out a front and then on to Great Sale Cay and Old Bahama Bay and the Gulf Stream. Fishing near Old Bahama Bay nets us a barracuda and a beautiful four and a half pound Spanish Mackerel to share with misty.
The Gulf Stream crossing was a nightmare! The stream started 10 miles off the Bahamas at 2 knots and ended 3 miles off West Palm Beach at all of 5 knots! No amount of course planning accounted for this and we ended up pushing south along the shore to make West Palm Beach at the end of the day. Yuk!

A cross spider on Man-Of-War Cay in the Abacos
We have no idea either
Everywhere in the Bahamas has a Queen's Highway
A flower on one of the domesticated shrubs on Man-Of-War Cay
The local library
The 5lb King Mackerel we caught off the coast of Florida

The Gulf Stream is just a massive river flowing north off the coast but of course there is no sense of motion while you are crossing. Only when you get near the coast can you see the rapidity of your movement north.

Back in Florida we hit the lowest astronomical tide and run aground in the entry channel to our planned marina as it gets dark. Eventually we anchor and report to customs by phone. The next day we report in person and then decide to head north to St Augustine with Misty rather than wait until our flight date near the end of the month.
The offshore passage to Fort Pierce yields a small Bonito - nice in a Thai curry - and a 5 lb King Mackerel. The latter was just wonderful grilled and shared with Misty.
Sad to see our friends depart to Brunswick but we are back with other friends in Camachee Cove Yacht Harbour in St Augustine and able to catch up on our maintenance. I have treated myself to a new image stabilised telephoto zoom lens for the Digital Rebel Xti so there can only be more pictures!

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