We need fuel and water really bad. And we need to do laundry. So we motored across the tiny channel to Man-O-War Cay Marina and fueled and watered up. They found a slip for us to stay in. Even though the weather is beautiful we’re trying to take a down day. We’ve been busy and in the sun a lot.
Before we can go into our slip though we need to empty our holding tanks. We can’t do that in the harbour so we have to go outside. I ran aground in the channel. It is almost low tide. I can’t get off of the bar. Luckily two men in a Boston Whaler went by and with not a little work got us off of the bar.
I got out of the channel, made the dump and got back in. It was dead low tide by this time and we bumped the bottom right in the middle of the channel at 5.2 feet. I guess the chart is right, 5 feet at MLW (Mean Low Water).
Once we got tied up in our slip I rented a golf cart, there a no cars on Man-O-War Cay, and Jane and I drove around town, ate lunch at the only restaurant (which was very good and reasonable) and then drove down the Queen’s Highway sand golf cart road.
Absolutely stunning summer places like out of a fairy tale. One beautiful entry path surrounded by flowers and tree’s after another. Jane took pictures. She has enough material for 100 paintings…
Later Jane did laundry. I explored the town more, which is not very big but they have an excellent little grocery store and a hardware store worthy of a small city, not a little settlement on an out-island.
Later, after dinner on-board, we tried to get in a
game of Mau but only made it through two hands and then we crashed for the night.
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Eventually we are supposed to get bad weather but it never seems to arrive. I have been checking the weather forecast everyday and they kept calling for 100% chance of rain. It never came so I guess it was not really a 100% chance of rain. We pondered leaving MOW Cay but it is just too nice here. We decided to stay.
One of the fellows that was on the boat the helped us off of the MOW channel bar is on his sailboat in back of us. I lent him a SCUBA tank and BCD and he fixed his missing zinc on his prop shaft. He told me about a great place to hunt for sand dollars.
The girls and I hopped in the dinghy and motored out there. It was the mother load of sand dollars, or a sand dollar grave yard. We picked up a dozen or more. Elizabeth found all of the hard to find stuff as usual. We motored back.
The weather appears to be holding off. We can still get in a snorkel on the nearby Fowl Cay marine sanctuary. I can rent a boat to get there. Do you want to girls? After a moment, Yes.
I went to see Fanny in the Marina Office to see if she could get me a boat. She called one place but they didn’t answer. She called another. He did not have a boat but he said that he would take us out on his, very inexpensively, as a matter of fact less expensively than even renting on our own and we get a guide out of it.
We were on for 1200. Elizabeth, Christy and I wolfed down some lunch. Jane decided to stay home for this trip. Dave picked us up at the dock and we headed out of the harbour. It was a little choppy but not too bad. He went through a very narrow opening in the inner reef and then headed for two mooring balls.
Once I got us tied up to the ball we got our gear one. This was one incredible snorkeling spot.
This area is called the Tunnels. I know why. The coral has formed these meandering tunnels that you can dive down and swim through. Many allow you to swim a good length of ways and then come out the other side. Others appears to have light at the end of the tunnel but you have to be careful that you don’t get stuck in a place where you can’t get out and really want to breath. That could be disconcerting!
We snorkeled for a while, took a break on the boat, and then went back at it. We stayed in the water for over an hour. I think we have a hundred pictures and one really cool video of swimming through a tunnel. We motored back and jumped into the marina pool to rinse off.
Then I sat down to right from June 21 to today!
Before we can go into our slip though we need to empty our holding tanks. We can’t do that in the harbour so we have to go outside. I ran aground in the channel. It is almost low tide. I can’t get off of the bar. Luckily two men in a Boston Whaler went by and with not a little work got us off of the bar.
I got out of the channel, made the dump and got back in. It was dead low tide by this time and we bumped the bottom right in the middle of the channel at 5.2 feet. I guess the chart is right, 5 feet at MLW (Mean Low Water).
Once we got tied up in our slip I rented a golf cart, there a no cars on Man-O-War Cay, and Jane and I drove around town, ate lunch at the only restaurant (which was very good and reasonable) and then drove down the Queen’s Highway sand golf cart road.
Absolutely stunning summer places like out of a fairy tale. One beautiful entry path surrounded by flowers and tree’s after another. Jane took pictures. She has enough material for 100 paintings…
Later Jane did laundry. I explored the town more, which is not very big but they have an excellent little grocery store and a hardware store worthy of a small city, not a little settlement on an out-island.
Later, after dinner on-board, we tried to get in a
game of Mau but only made it through two hands and then we crashed for the night.Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Eventually we are supposed to get bad weather but it never seems to arrive. I have been checking the weather forecast everyday and they kept calling for 100% chance of rain. It never came so I guess it was not really a 100% chance of rain. We pondered leaving MOW Cay but it is just too nice here. We decided to stay.
One of the fellows that was on the boat the helped us off of the MOW channel bar is on his sailboat in back of us. I lent him a SCUBA tank and BCD and he fixed his missing zinc on his prop shaft. He told me about a great place to hunt for sand dollars.
The girls and I hopped in the dinghy and motored out there. It was the mother load of sand dollars, or a sand dollar grave yard. We picked up a dozen or more. Elizabeth found all of the hard to find stuff as usual. We motored back.
The weather appears to be holding off. We can still get in a snorkel on the nearby Fowl Cay marine sanctuary. I can rent a boat to get there. Do you want to girls? After a moment, Yes.
I went to see Fanny in the Marina Office to see if she could get me a boat. She called one place but they didn’t answer. She called another. He did not have a boat but he said that he would take us out on his, very inexpensively, as a matter of fact less expensively than even renting on our own and we get a guide out of it.
We were on for 1200. Elizabeth, Christy and I wolfed down some lunch. Jane decided to stay home for this trip. Dave picked us up at the dock and we headed out of the harbour. It was a little choppy but not too bad. He went through a very narrow opening in the inner reef and then headed for two mooring balls.
Once I got us tied up to the ball we got our gear one. This was one incredible snorkeling spot.
This area is called the Tunnels. I know why. The coral has formed these meandering tunnels that you can dive down and swim through. Many allow you to swim a good length of ways and then come out the other side. Others appears to have light at the end of the tunnel but you have to be careful that you don’t get stuck in a place where you can’t get out and really want to breath. That could be disconcerting!We snorkeled for a while, took a break on the boat, and then went back at it. We stayed in the water for over an hour. I think we have a hundred pictures and one really cool video of swimming through a tunnel. We motored back and jumped into the marina pool to rinse off.
Then I sat down to right from June 21 to today!
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