Monday, March 16, 2020

Home Cooking

Lee Stocking Island to Black Point  |  4.5 Hours   31 Miles 

We joined in the mass exodus from the Williams Cay anchorage this morning. Our little single-file parade passed through Adderly Cut, its stone beacon rising off to our port. The large majority of boats turned north once reaching Exuma Sound. We found a reasonably smooth heading and settled in 1-2 miles behind Ti Amo. I enjoyed watching their beautiful boat zip through the water. I pulled out the long lens to catch a few photos. Their heel revealed a nice coat of red bottom paint. We were a bit rolly in the beam sea, but were never too uncomfortable. We were thankful, however, to make the turn into Dothan Cut and quickly round into the Black Point anchorage. Greg, Glenda, and Jaxon picked me up in their dinghy and the girls made a quick scouting trip into town. We checked the inventories of three small grocery stores, chatted with Miss Ida about tomorrow's opening time at the laundromat, and checked on the availability of homemade bread. All critical issues for cruisers. The view from the dinghy dock of the blue water never ceases to amaze. 


We all gathered aboard Crossroads for a taste of home with appys and dinner. We started off with stuffed peppers (courtesy of Aunt B), cheese and crackers. Our dinner entree was crabcakes from Deltaville's J&W Seafood. I had brought these back at Christmas in anticipation of this dinner together. Uncle Bennett's green beans, quinoa rice, and Glenda's slaw completed the menu. Everyone cleaned their plate just before FaceTime-ing with Glenda's grandkids. It was a huge treat for me to get to see and hear everyone back home. With only a few minutes to spare, we made our way up to the flybridge to watch the sunset. Noticing a clear horizon, there was talk of possibly seeing a green flash. Sure enough, just as the sun sank into the horizon, the green appeared for a brief moment. Woohoo, my first green flash! And it was made more memorable by sharing it with dear friends. We said goodnight, as the orange in the sky deepened. The colors stayed visible for what seemed like a half hour. On days like these, it is only natural to want them to never end. 


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