In my previous posting I mentioned some goods and bads of our excursion to the Exumas. In the last 48 hours, we’ve upped the ante in both directions, with some REALLY goods and REALLY bads.
Really good: Dave from the sailboat Romana gave me a lift in his dinghy to snorkel at the Sea Aquarium off Cambridge Cay, boasting colorful fish, including some 3 or 4 feet long.
Really good: Saw a stingray chased by a fish.
Really good: Dental floss for sewing up the jib.
Really good: Drinks and conversation over happy hour with Bill and Alicia on the sailboat Destiny. They toiled for months to restore a vintage boat, older than ours.
Really good: Vic and Gigi from the trawler Salty Turtle, whom we met earlier in Nassau, took Pope and me in their dinghy to snorkel in the Coral Garden on the southern tip of Cambridge Cay.
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Really good: Hammock on the beach.
Really bad: Getting up from hammock.
Finally, the really ugly: There isn’t much! Everything is visually stunning--variety of blue water colors, beaches, rocks, boats, marine life--even when conditions are rough.
But! There IS the “chicken stance,” the ugly grimace and defiant posture exhibited by skippers, usually on large, expensive boats, when smaller boats such as Echo II anchor at a distance they deem too close and at risk of running into their shining fiberglass investment (or possibly just deflating their ego?). The m.o. is to stand on the forward deck during the lesser boat’s anchoring operation, with hands on hips and elbows extended, crowing like a rooster. The message is clear: go away, intruder—this is my patch of sea!