The last few days onboard were a relaxing taster of all favored SALVio things, so here’s a bit of a photo dump.
While waiting out a short blow, we spent one rainy blustery morning watching movies, playing Banagrams and doing an endless amount of sudoku. We generally took advantage of being dockside to do laundry, and enjoyed some land-based touring in our golf cart. It cleared, of course, and the girls swam and sand dollar-combed at Gillam Bay, we had our favorite conch fritters (In all of the Bahamas! I’ve been on a testing mission for this entire decade.), and we generally spent the time reaching places easier accessed by land than by sea while we had the chance.
Fleeing the marina, we were able to spend our last day exploring the mangroves on Manjack before spending the night anchored off of the New Plymouth settlement. It was an all-time high for turtle numbers in the mangroves- they were EVERYWHERE. Dozens in sight at a time, zipping this way and that under and alongside our dinghy as we poled our way through. (We may have undershot the tide just a weeeeee bit, and spent much of our journey getting creative about getting over muck and sand bars.)
We had a really beautiful final day of sailing, and then a breathtaking last morning sunrise to cap it off. We helped a bit with decommissioning to not dump Andy with too much to do for his last days, and then we were off. Sad face.
A day later and boom, we three Allen ladies are back in the northeast, staring at muddy snow piles and listening to the snow melt trickling off of the roof. Super sad faces. But! Let the future trip planning and scheming begin again, in whatever shape it may take.
