Blackpoint to Little Bay, Great Guana Cay

After a yummy breakfast of Larry’s homemade english-muffins (mine with Roasted Red Pepper Hummus/Larry’s with peanut butter on one half and raspberry jam on the other half), we gathered laundry and went ashore.  We have this adorable little washing machine on the boat but will only use it for “light” loads.  We wanted to wash towels, sheets, jeans worn on the beginning of the trip, etc.  We had 3 loads in all.  The washing machines used tokens costing $3.50 … $10.50 total to wash.  The driers use different tokens but they still cost $3.50 … $10.50 total to dry.  Overall, we spent $21.00 but now have clean clothes and bedding!

This was the best laundry facility ever!  It was a very clean building that sat directly on the shore of Black Point cove.  It overlooked amazing aqua waters … and here the Internet was free!!!  No donations required.  We did a little more Internet work, checked emails/Facebooks, etc as we did our chore of laundry.

Back on the boat, we decided to leave this crowded anchorage and head further south, along the bank side (shallow, protected side) of Great Guana Cay.  We pulled out of the cove and around the first point of land and found a little bit of paradise.  This cove was not too much smaller than where we’d left but only had 5 boats … nicely spaced … each to their own little bit of paradise.  As usual, we anchored closest to shore and protected from the bluff on the south side.  Unfortunately, it was only 1.5 miles so we didn’t even get to raise the sails. 

Once we were securely anchored, we dropped the dinghy and headed for shore.  We hiked the small beach and then over the island to the ocean side.  It was a nice walk.  This area was going to be developed back in 2003 and roads (or something that resembles roads) were put in, along with one set of condos.  That’s it … nothing else.  Roads that lead nowhere but great for walking!  The ocean was surprisingly calm.  We had expected, with the east winds we were experiencing, that the waters would be rough.  But nope, just a gentle swell and 1-2 foot waves.  We found a little cove with a beach and hiked down to the water’s edge.  This cove was a garbage heap.  All the trash from the ocean would get dumped here during storms, when the waters were excessively high.  I felt dirty just walking the sands but Larry was like a little kid in a candy store.  He’s stomping all thru the debris trying to find his little treasure.

We decided to leave the dinghy in the water for the night.  Bad decision.  It’s trailing behind the boat, right in front of the windows on the stern … right where I sleep.  Or in this case, try to sleep.  I don’t think I slept at all with the constant slapping of waves on the dinghy’s hull and the noise of the tugging of the lines securing it.  Tomorrow will be a long day …