32. To Georgetown

We left Black Point on a beautiful sunny day headed for Cave Cay where we would anchor and then we planned to continue on the Exuma Sound side to Conch Cay Cut and enter Elizabeth Harbour which would take us to George Town.

It was a lazy day and we sailed slowly. At one point, about an hour underway, I turned around and realized that there was no dinghy tied up to the stern of our boat. I quickly got on the VHF and put out a broadcast to all boaters that there was a red dinghy on the loose. Both Roman and I scanned the horizon with our binoculars (it is always good to have two on board) looking for a red blimp. Nothing! We turned around and motored back to Black Point. We were greatly relieved to hear over the VHF that a boater had noticed the dinghy floating and had gone and retrieved it. What a break! As we came in sight of Black Point, the Good Samaritan motored out by dinghy to meet us and handed over our delinquent dinghy. He refused the bottle of wine we offered him and we never did get his name. Thank you ever so much, dear boater. May you always have safe seas.


We continued onto Cave Cay, a delightful deserted island.
We went ashore and I set up my umbrella and read and walked the beautiful beach while Roman did a few chores on the boat.

Here is Roman coming to shore on the delinquent dingy. Moya Mreeya is in the background.


Afterwards, I snorkelled back to our boat. It was a magnificent night and we could see every star in the sky. That is one of the biggest differences being on the boat--you have time to appreciate the sunsets and sunrises and to lie on deck at night and watch the stars in the sky.

Sunset is nigh off Cave Cay.