When we
returned to Bimini, we figured we’d stay a week or 10 days. As always, plans
are written in sand at low tide. Two catamarans arrived with University of
Tennessee students on spring break. What
a great group of young men and women.
All very serious sailors, they partied hard but were still ready to go
to work when the need arose.
While friends were able to leave for points
east we were waiting for good crossing weather to the west. As their slips were emptied new boaters
arrived and we had another group of people to meet and swap stories with. We had a great group—Midori, Footloose,
Tehani, Panacea, Tekla Bramble. Lagniappe and many more.
Social life at Blue Water was in high
gear. Group walks on the beach in the
afternoon, sundowners by the pool in the evenings, walking tours of the island,
potluck dinners, lobster fests etc.
The first rule of boating--Don't hit anything hard!
The
Great Rum Tasting began as a marina wide event but soon attracted folks from
the other marinas, the anchorage and resort at the Big Game Club.
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A couple of blows kept us and our friends
tied to the docks but didn’t put a damper on the fun.
One brave soul took to the surf with his
kite.
The folks at the Big Game Club provided “entertainment” every day at 4 or
so. They threw bait to the bull
sharks.
We could see them up close and personal dockside. And to think, I spent an hour in the water changing the zinc on the prop shaft!
Our 10 day stay stretched into three
weeks. If only this could last
forever! Oh, it does. The scene recreates itself at every cruising
destination. Stuck but not
marooned. Just another lousy day in
Paradise!
“Mornin’
Glory.” That’s what Kathleen says to
me. Then, we met Glorious (that’s really
his name). “Mornin’ Glorious.”
Mango Daiquiri! Blend up some frozen mango, fill a glass to overflowing, pour on some rum.
Deewishus!
