Running Around Town

Spanish Wells    

We picked up a golf cart from the Yacht Haven this morning to help us run around town. Our first stop was the Food Fair. It is the closest resemblance to an American store since we visited the Winn-Dixie in Key Biscayne. The aisles were well-stocked and we were able to find almost everything we were looking for. Yogurt continues to be elusive. We took our bags back to Crossroads and I put everything away as Barry took the buggy out for Round 2. His mission was to fill our dinghy gas tank with gasoline. His first choice was a station at the end of the street. It was closed so he ended up at the harbor where gas was pumping, but it was $7 a gallon. Thankfully we needed only three and a half gallons. Once the tank was back onboard, we set out again. We picked up a few T-shirts, tried to find some grouper (there was none), stopped in at the other market for tomatoes (their's were red, a plus), and finished up at the beverage store to get our supply of Pink Sands and a thank-you bottle of rum for our neighbors Ann and Ken, who are keeping an eye on our house. All of this was completed by 11:30 so we went out on one last run for lunch. We took the left lane over the new Higgs Bridge and onto Russell Island. Almost to the end of the road is Sandbar, one of our favorite restaurants. A mural had been painted on the building since our last visit. We followed its somewhat subtle message.   

Beverages on the deck were enjoyed while looking out toward Meeks Patch. We split orders of fish and conch tacos, which were equally delicious. Once back on St. George's Cay and to Spanish Wells, the "other" sandbar was calling my name. Today's northwest wind made the air and water a bit chillier, but I was not dissuaded. Even though I caught it on a rising tide, there was still enough dry sand for a good stroll before returning to shore.

Once back to the shore, I continued my walk along the sand. There were only a few other folks out thanks to the chilly breeze and the family Fair going on at the Methodist church. I wrote birthday wishes in the sand and sent a video back to North Carolina where Rebekah was celebrating her 21st. I would have loved to been there, but was reminded that they had frost warnings in effect tonight. I took another stroll along the beach.

The afternoon passed by and I eventually had to get back to Crossroads. I took one more look back at the blue water beyond the palms. At the marina, a lone gull was stationed at our stern. I had just a few minutes to shower before everyone on our dock gathered for boat tours. Barry pointed out the finer aspects of a Selene's Fiberglass Beach.

We had visited a Nordhavn the other day. Tonight we got a look at a Hans 505 sailboat before going to a 50-foot Jefferson trawler where Mindy and Steve hosted appys. We all gathered on their bow to watch the sunset. Our nightcap was a tour of a solar hybrid electric motor yacht. Its always fun seeing other boats and pick up pointers by observing how folks customize their vessel.