Heading North One More Time

Little Farmer's Cay to Big Majors |  3 Hours  |  17.3 Miles  

We were treated to a dramatic sunrise over the southern tip of Great Guana Cay. We hated to leave friendly and beautiful Little Farmer's Cay, but time is starting to run short and we needed to get moving. Memories of Terry at Ocean Cabin singing the island anthem, the smiles and hugs from Kendall at the Yacht Club, and snorkeling the beautiful coral heads will bring us back again in the future. The wind and current were fighting us as we pulled up the anchor. It took a little longer than normal and a lot of bow thruster action, but we finally chased our zig-zagging chain down and were on our way. It was a short ride up to Staniel Cay and Big Majors. We knew we were getting close when we spotted all the anchored mega yachts. We quickly dropped the dinghy and headed to the Staniel Cay Yacht Club where we disposed of trash and filled up the dinghy's gas tank. I waited for Barry on the dock and took in the scenery and watched the gathering of nurse sharks. We then went inside for lunch. 

In honor of St. Patrick's Day, today's special was corned beef and cabbage with potatoes and carrots. Barry enjoyed the treat since he won't get that menu option onboard. Following lunch we took a short walk to two of the island's three grocery stores -- Burke's Convenience Store and the Pink Pearl. Between the two, we got everything on our list, but not without a case of sticker shock. A three-head bag of romaine was $14, one stalk of celery was $7, one pound of deli turkey $14.50, and a seven ounce package of sliced Swiss cheese was $9. Good thing those purchases are few and far between. Taking in the view as we walked back made all that shock disappear. The sight of seagulls perched on the bow of the skiff and the bougainvillea hedges lining the Yacht Club's driveway validate all purchases. Back at the dinghy landing, we agreed that we had arrived at the perfect time. There was hardly a parking spot to be found.

We took the scenic route back to Crossroads, turning at Thunderball Grotto and traveling between Big Majors and Little Majors before cutting through the small opening (with fast-moving current) at Fowl Cay to reenter our anchorage. I spent a few hours reading on Fiberglass Beach and watching the boats (and sea planes) come and go. We raised the dinghy back onboard and watched a nice sunset develop behind on of the large yachts.