All out of ‘t’.

Go Pro-ing around here is serious stuff.

Well, my computer’s ‘t’ button called it quits, and my writing options were getting comical before I gave up and committed to plunking away on my phone.

That last step’s a doozy.

Our nights in Hope Town were productive, and included lots of schoolwork for the girls (bribery never worked so well! Stay tuned for the reward), a rig check and cleaned up winches for Chickadee, a long island walk, a longer beach walk and a beachfront lunch for the family. Another island community working hard to repair and heal.

No shi, as my computer would say.
Hope Town debris.
Record of homes checked for people after the storm.

On Monday we worked further south still, landing in a nice anchorage on Lynyard Cay. The neighbors were planners, and had a fun roster for yesterday- we did a big beach clean up on the ocean side, and in lieu of not having space to haul giant pieces away, it was all tied together in artful piece- the Trashy Lady of Lynyard Cay.

The girls then played on the beach sand bar on the west side for HOURS. A lemon shark visited them a couple of times, they rescued a little yellow snapper, played with sea biscuits, and we tried (and failed) to identify a strange looking dead sea worm. Busy Tuesday.

We shoved off thirty minutes ago on our way south again. The cut out of Little Harbour was a bit rolly but ultimately fine, and the dolphins that just visited the boat are surely a nice send off from the Abacos. Here’s to sailing in waters without worrying about hitting a sunken refrigerator or house roof for a while!