We were up early, although maybe not technically with the roosters. I'm not sure the local variety of free range rooster ever sleeps. Their crowing can be heard all hours of the day and night. We dropped the dinghy and headed into the Government Dock to first deposit some trash and then stretch our legs. A single shark was circling under the dock perhaps awaiting a mis-step on the transition from dinghy to ladder. A short walk up the road gave us a nice view of the sandflats in a falling tide. Once again, our timing was not the best for viewing the Blow Hole. We saw a little splash, but definitely no thundering upwelling.
From there we headed down to a small crescent beach. Lining the trail were interesting fruit-bearing plants. An app on my phone identified them interchangeably as beach cabbage or sea lettuce. I walked through the soft sand and gathered a couple pieces of sea glass and a few sea fans from the wrack. Small clusters of snails were exposed in the rocks of the tidal zone. I thought they looked like eggs in a nest. It was a warm day with just a hint of breeze. My idea of March weather.
We then headed south and into the settlement proper. We passed colorful buildings, houses with racing sailboats in the yard, several restaurants, two schools, and a handful of roosters. At noon we stopped for a bite to eat and were soon joined by several well-mannered boys from the all-age school who were also breaking for lunch. They were dressed in their school uniforms -- green shirts and blue pants. We stopped in with Ms. Peermon to check on the availability of fresh cinnamon raisin bread. She had six loaves rising and told us to come back in 90 minutes. We headed back to the dinghy. This time we spotted a ray gliding through the shallows. On the dock a gentleman was filleting red snapper while four of his lobsters awaited their fate at his feet.
We moved the dinghy around to another dock and enjoyed the view from outside the laundry. It was a busy spot with boaters coming and going. We were third in line to secure our warm loaf of bread and toted it back to Crossroads where this treat added a wonderful aroma to the cabin. We took in the sunset from the flybridge. The roosters were still making their presence known.
From there we headed down to a small crescent beach. Lining the trail were interesting fruit-bearing plants. An app on my phone identified them interchangeably as beach cabbage or sea lettuce. I walked through the soft sand and gathered a couple pieces of sea glass and a few sea fans from the wrack. Small clusters of snails were exposed in the rocks of the tidal zone. I thought they looked like eggs in a nest. It was a warm day with just a hint of breeze. My idea of March weather.
We then headed south and into the settlement proper. We passed colorful buildings, houses with racing sailboats in the yard, several restaurants, two schools, and a handful of roosters. At noon we stopped for a bite to eat and were soon joined by several well-mannered boys from the all-age school who were also breaking for lunch. They were dressed in their school uniforms -- green shirts and blue pants. We stopped in with Ms. Peermon to check on the availability of fresh cinnamon raisin bread. She had six loaves rising and told us to come back in 90 minutes. We headed back to the dinghy. This time we spotted a ray gliding through the shallows. On the dock a gentleman was filleting red snapper while four of his lobsters awaited their fate at his feet.
We moved the dinghy around to another dock and enjoyed the view from outside the laundry. It was a busy spot with boaters coming and going. We were third in line to secure our warm loaf of bread and toted it back to Crossroads where this treat added a wonderful aroma to the cabin. We took in the sunset from the flybridge. The roosters were still making their presence known.
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