I called it a day by listening to the Virginia-Oklahoma game on the radio then spent a restless night thinking about the weather, our continued journey south, and our final round of goodbyes with Ti Amo. All worrying was for naught though as we woke up to more unsettled weather and decided to stay put. Feeling like we had been granted a "Free Play," Glenda and I made the most of one more day by just hanging out. At 10:00 she picked me up and went back into town. We "parked" at the Government Dock and dropped off some trash in the trailer before walking down the street. We passed several nice boats along the way. Family Regattas are serious competitions down here. A bit further down the street I couldn't resist calling out, "You're not Uncle Nat, you're a goat." A strange rustling in the scrub led us to the discovery of a rooster climbing a tree. We even spotted some new flowers that had eluded us on previous trips.
Our destination was Lorraine's Mom's house to pick up some fresh bread. When we visited with her yesterday, she told us she would make us some cinnamon raison bread to pick up this morning. What a surprise when we entered her kitchen and saw two dozen loaves of freshly baked bread (she also had white, coconut, and banana) spread out on her counter. Turns out that she gets up at 5:00 am and begins baking. She popped the warm loaves out of the pans and into bags for us. Such a pleasant lady and I look forward to visiting here again. As we left her house we stopped and admired the straw weaving on the front porch next to a rocking chair. Mrs. Lorraine's Mom (don't know her real name) explained that the band she was weaving will be made into bags for the straw market. She took her place in the rocking chair and demonstrated her technique while enjoying the sun and a nice breeze. Her graceful and nimble fingers moved effortlessly through the process. Simply amazing. Bread in hand we headed back to the dock and got to watch a few sharks, a pencil fish, and a large ray swim around before heading back to Ti Amo.
There Glenda and I spent a few hours just laughing, planning, and talking about stuff. Just another day. Barry worked on changing the oil in the dinghy's outboard and Greg took Jaxon to run around on the beach. One squall passed over us calling for a quick lowering of the enclosure panels, but it quickly passed and cleared off. Glenda shuttled me back to Crossroads and I got in a little reading from atop the flybridge before another squall chased me inside. The long, soaking rain is a most welcomed sight for the Bahamians who get much of their freshwater from rain stored in cisterns. The late afternoon sky cleared and the sun even peeked out for a while.
A final round of appys was held on Crossroads, complete with a toast to a very special friendship and the incredible way we have spent time together in the Exumas. After the gift of this unexpected day together, it was a little easier to get through the goodbyes and hugs before Greg, Glenda and Jaxon headed back to Ti Amo for the evening. Our just another day was capped off by just another great sunset.
Our destination was Lorraine's Mom's house to pick up some fresh bread. When we visited with her yesterday, she told us she would make us some cinnamon raison bread to pick up this morning. What a surprise when we entered her kitchen and saw two dozen loaves of freshly baked bread (she also had white, coconut, and banana) spread out on her counter. Turns out that she gets up at 5:00 am and begins baking. She popped the warm loaves out of the pans and into bags for us. Such a pleasant lady and I look forward to visiting here again. As we left her house we stopped and admired the straw weaving on the front porch next to a rocking chair. Mrs. Lorraine's Mom (don't know her real name) explained that the band she was weaving will be made into bags for the straw market. She took her place in the rocking chair and demonstrated her technique while enjoying the sun and a nice breeze. Her graceful and nimble fingers moved effortlessly through the process. Simply amazing. Bread in hand we headed back to the dock and got to watch a few sharks, a pencil fish, and a large ray swim around before heading back to Ti Amo.
There Glenda and I spent a few hours just laughing, planning, and talking about stuff. Just another day. Barry worked on changing the oil in the dinghy's outboard and Greg took Jaxon to run around on the beach. One squall passed over us calling for a quick lowering of the enclosure panels, but it quickly passed and cleared off. Glenda shuttled me back to Crossroads and I got in a little reading from atop the flybridge before another squall chased me inside. The long, soaking rain is a most welcomed sight for the Bahamians who get much of their freshwater from rain stored in cisterns. The late afternoon sky cleared and the sun even peeked out for a while.
A final round of appys was held on Crossroads, complete with a toast to a very special friendship and the incredible way we have spent time together in the Exumas. After the gift of this unexpected day together, it was a little easier to get through the goodbyes and hugs before Greg, Glenda and Jaxon headed back to Ti Amo for the evening. Our just another day was capped off by just another great sunset.
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