After a lazy morning, we had a very quick hop yesterday that brought us from Man O War to Hope Town on Elbow Cay.
I’m already smitten. Though the harbor is packed, and we feel like we can practically reach out and touch our neighbors, what we’ve seen of the town and the easy access to the beach has sold me. A good thing, since we’re planning on staying through Tuesday or so, letting us wait out the next possibly wet front with shoreside options other than beach time.
First on the docket is to continue butchering at Violet’s hair- she has a specific hair cut in mind, sweet particular child of mine. The first attempt was performed down below (to keep the wind from sending the clippings into our teeth), and combining the components of me using a sewing kit’s mini scissors, the swell running, the fact that Violet has ever-thickening pin straight hair, and the most important fact that I am NOT a hairdresser, it’s completely amazing that she doesn’t look like she was attacked by a weed whacker. Shocking, really, but as we go shorter still this morning, and the layers become less forgiving, I have more doubts. Perhaps task #2 for the day is finding a ‘fine-tuning’ salon.
There is a sweet, candy-striped lighthouse that we want to explore, and miles of ‘roads’ to walk and picturesque homes to view. We passed two playgrounds and a little maritime museum in our travels yesterday, so those will be on our to-do list as well.
For now I’ll enjoy the semi-quiet of the cockpit on this Sunday morning. I was up here reading last night and thoroughly enjoyed the bustle of the hoards of cruisers getting taxied back to their boats after what seemed to be a pretty wild night ashore. (I’m not surprised everyone is still asleep, and the few who have taken their dogs ashore for their morning business look like they wish they still were.)
