After Day Two of the dance of ‘gathering stuff’ in Marsh Harbour (propane, groceries, beer, definitely not in order of importance), we hauled anchor yesterday and had a great sail back to Green Turtle. Our dear friends Sam and Kayda had launched their boat Solstice for the season a few days before, and we have another couple taking a side trip from their Florida vacation to visit us here in the Abacos for a few days, also in Green Turtle. Win-win!
Though it puts us here for almost a week straight, and our newly-nomadic patterns might have us a bit twitchy by the end of it, I have the faith that we’ll find plenty to keep us busy. Once the front passes through by Friday, we’ll head out to explore a bit for on the nearby cays dotting the landscape around Green Turtle- Manjack Cay for beach and island exploration, No Name Cay for witnessing the bizarrely Bahamian swimming pigs phenomenon that we keep hearing so much about, and back to our favorite Gillam Bay.
On a swimming pigs note… huh?! The images in my mind are so conflicted- are they always just swimming in circles in the bay? Does anyone go to see ‘beach combing pigs’ in the afternoon? Resting pigs at dusk? And why pigs? Who brought the first batch to the beach and discovered their love of swimming? We’ve heard time and again that they’re aggressive, so what’s the allure in watching nasty pigs swimming around if they’re going to come and slice up your dinghy looking for handouts? As you can see, I’m not sure where to put this on my ‘to-do’ list, but it’s definitely lingering there in the wings.
For now we’ll occupy ourselves with school and planning our afternoon play session. All in a day’s work, pigs or no pigs.
Where are you going next?
Headed to Manjack Cay today, and then back here to Green Turtle until Tuesday, when we’ll most likely cross the Whale again to go south. Guana is on our list, as well as Hope Town again..