We Would Happily Take A Few More Days Like This

Norman's Cay   

We had a peaceful night at anchor. I vaguely remember waking up at some point to the sound of rain on the roof, but there was minimal wave action and I quickly fell back asleep. The sun rose bright in the sky and the morning was gorgeous. After a few chores and my stretching had been completed, I relocated to Fiberglass Beach and read for a couple of hours. The conclusion of every page was marked by a glance around the anchorage. It is sill difficult to believe that we are back in The Bahamas. After lunch we lowered the dinghy and set off for a little exploring around the island. Crossroads sure looks good in blue.

The tide was falling so we thought it would be an opportune time to go take a look at the submerged plane that lies in shallow water on the southern end of the island. Our idea was not a novel one. Several dive boats and a sea plane were all gathered around the wreckage. We circled then headed back to the western shore. Along the way we scoped out the guest cottages along the shore. On our last trip here two years ago, they were in the early stage of construction. We beached the dinghy and went for our first walk in the sand. 

We followed the posted directions and stayed away from the rental cottages at McDuff's. Scattered palm trees soared above the otherwise low vegetation. The main draw was the water. No matter at which angle it was viewed, it was breath-taking. I could walk its edge forever just studying the transition from clear and blue to clear and transparent. The water was chilly, but far from cold.

We hurried back to Crossroads for showers before gathering on Southern Abode for appys. We enjoyed a great few hours on Cyndy and Doug's 53 Selene. It is so true that when you've seen one Selene ... you've seen one Selene. The constant, however, that every Selene is beautiful. The sun dropped behind a large cloud bank and we all moved to the side deck to watch it fall below the horizon. Cyndy and I were fortunate to see the green flash -- her first. The boys were talking and missed the whole thing. For them, there's always tomorrow. We would be extremely happy to repeat days like this with sun, fun, and friends.