Location, Location, Location

Big Majors to Black Point  |  1.6 Hours  |  9.1 Miles   

I woke up earlier than usual at 6:30 and looked out the master port to see a glowing red ball. Oh, my. I was convinced I was missing a dramatic sunrise and hurried up to the pilot house for a better look. About the time my feet hit the saloon floor, it "dawned" on me that the red glow was on the wrong side of the boat. With our location at Big Majors, the sun rises from behind the trees, not over the open water. Once in the pilot house, I discovered that the red glow was from party lights on a nearby catamaran. Frustrated that I had lost my bearing, I had no choice but to settle in and watch the actual morning glow-up. The sky was once gain cloudless and the sun was very bright. The best view was actually the reflection in the opposite door. The anchorage had calmed overnight and Barry decided it was a great time to change the oil in the generator. No location better than our current anchorage. Under the floor he went and had the job completed in under an hour -- quicker than Jiffy Lube. The generator is now good for another 200 hours of run time. 

We lowered the dinghy and made a quick visit to Paradigm Shift to say farewell. It has been a real treat to share our location with them for the past week. The time has definitely flown and it seems like we barely had any time together. Fingers crossed we will cross paths once more in The Bahamas. We raised the dinghy back to the upper deck and were soon underway, heading south on crystal clear water of Exuma Bank. Our destination today was Black Point with the mission of doing some serious business at Rockside Laundry. The small washer/dryer combo unit on Crossroads is good for a few items at a time, but it was time for the big machines. We anchored close to the laundry's dock to minimize the dinghy ride in the chop. All the sheets and towels were gathered along with our regular dirty clothes into a large Santa sack and loaded into the dinghy. Three washers were immediately available and we were soon enjoying this location's major perk -- the best possible view ever at a laundromat. Barry walked next door and purchased a loaf of homemade coconut bread. It is a tradition.     

I was happy when one of the local kitties came over to say hello and purred loudly as I scratched her ears. I was less happy that one dryer load came out very damp. We returned to Crossroads and spread a load of shirts out on the drying rack in the pilot house. Everything eventually dried in the breeze and we cleaned up all the mess as the day came to an end. A green flash appeared as the sun dropped below the unobstructed horizon. As I prepared dinner Black Point was a happening location. Rockside Laundry, Lorraine's High Tide Cafe, and Black Point Yacht Club were all lit up and still busy with dinghy traffic.