Saturday, April 18, 2015
Off to Long Island. No, Not Long Giland.
We left Georgetown with our Halyard still in time-out, not sure it can be trusted yet, so we motor sailed with the headsail (it still has our trust) into the out islands of the Bahamas. We went past the south end of the Exuma chain, and past Hog Cay and Sandy Key. Things are definitely getting more remote as we head farther south, as we only saw two houses on Hog Cay, and Sandy Cay is mostly a giant sandbar. We sailed over miles of sandbars, the water changing depth from fifteen feet to ten feet. We went past white cliffs of limestone and coral, waves crashing against them, trying to return them to the sea. There were sea turtles and sea birds of every imagined kind, making some very strange sounds too. The water is so clear and aqua blue that is really cannot be described. We turned southeast and tacked across the last 15 miles into Long Island and dropped anchor in a beautiful anchorage called Salt Pond. It is on the west side of Long Island Bahamas. Now don't get all crazy here, we didn't somehow transport ourselves to New York. That is Long Giland. This is Long Island Bahamas, a one hundred mile long island that is only about 4 miles wide, and has a grand total of 2400 people. That means that you could put every single person on Long Island into a high school football stadium in most towns in the United States. The island is a geological wonder, having high vistas, cliffs and caves, the deepest blue hole in the world, flamingos and salt flats, unspoiled beaches and the most welcoming people you could ever imagine. This is what we have come to the Bahamas to experience, and finally our hard work has paid off, we are here at last.