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| O’Deas, Purrfect and Steadfast tucked in close |
Thompson Bay in Long Island is just south of the Tropic of cancer. We arrived on the first day of Spring, March 21st, the day the sun begins it’s trip north and we set up the sun shade for some afternoon heat relief. We are joined by Purrfect in this deeper area close to shore but O’Deas anchors further away and will come over the shallows tomorrow morning. We all gather to enjoy a potluck of the Mahi-mahi Purrfect caught and our sides. Also catching up and planing the next 3 days is starting.
I like this harbor because it provides good protection, a great grocery store, marine supply store, some nice places to eat and some nice walks.
Tuesday we drop off propane tanks, get fuel & marine supplies. There is only a couple of places to get a cold beer and a snack and one of them happens to be on the road between the marine supply store and the supermarket. Nicely placed as a cold beer on a hot afternoon was great. I bought some plantains and that (fried and seasoned) was our contribution to an appetizer feast which included two types of stuffed mushroom caps.
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| Allison leads on |
Wednesday we left Chris to begin replacing his old plastic coated stainless lifeline (railing) to a strong plastic rope material called dyneema and the rest of us went for a walk. First stop was a cave almost where we came ashore. A narrow path leads down into the broad cave opening.
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| Unique tunnel shape & second opening |
We explored what we could without flashlights and I plan to return with Chris tomorrow. I did not see or hear any 🦇 bats
Next off to the eastern shore that faces the Atlantic. Most of the islands, as this one, have an elevated spine hill and a lot have the smelly remnants of a commercial salt pond as this does.
Because we normally anchor away from the weather on a lee shore a trip to the opposite side provides a big change. This had rough water and a beautiful light pink sand beach as well.
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| The wave rolls him in and he scurries back… that’s a long day |
We return in time to clean up for our night out to Tiny’s for their great pizza. I don’t get put out by prices here and a great pizza is 35.00…I would never spend that in the states nor 7.50 for a half gallon of milk but I digress.
Thursday is our last day/night here and after Chris makes water for O’Deas, myself and himself it’s off to the cave. We find a bunch of bats and guano in the cave so that sucked the fun out of going all the way through. We join everyone at the store for getting provisions.
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| We easily fill our bags in this rare well stocked store |
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| A visiting bat moth on the last night |
Our night changes tone as Mary’s Mom is not recovering from her heart surgery as hoped and she is making plans to fly back to Toronto in the morning.
At first light I shuttle Mary from her boat to Purrfect because they will be able to get her to Georgetown faster so she can get her Covid test completed prior to flying. I assist Dave getting his anchor up and organized for a single handed run to a mooring in Georgetown. He may be following Mary home if needed so the mooring is a better option than leaving it on anchor.
We are off on our 60 nm run to Cat Island by 730. Flying the asymmetrical spinnaker all the way down Long Island was fun but things aren’t always as they appear.

































