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Vicky loves signs. Shes always watching for them. |
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Windfreak on the mooring buoy. The bouys were located along a
semicircle of deep water that surrounded a large sand bar. The current
shifted back and forth every day at significant speeds, which is why anchoring
would have felt less comfortable. |
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We took a nature hike with a volunteer cruiser / conservationist. He
informed us that the Bahamas used to be covered with a lush tropical rainforest
much like Hawaii. In the 1700s colonist burned off the islands to make
sugarcane plantations. The top soils soon eroded from storms and wind, and
left the islands in their current desert-like state. |
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The anchorage as seen at low tide. |
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Top of BooBoo Hill. Many cruisers have gone before us and thankfully
this seems like all that was left. They say, "Leave only footprints and
take only pictures". |
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Davids new beer buddies. They love de suga mon. |
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Cutting in and out of the moored boats was fun. |
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After a hard day of hiking, windsurfing, and sunbathing, all that is left to
do is make a fruity rum drink. Ahhhhhh. IT IS GOOD TO BE US.
:) |
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