Ken’s view of Palm Cay Marina outside Nassau from part way up the mast.
Today just might be the day we see the Exumas. We were doing this! When we crossed the yellow banks, we looked for coral heads with assistance from the overhead sun. I remembered the rhyme I learned as a child. Brown, brown run aground. Blue, blue go on through. Ken learned a different rhyme with brown and yellow. By sundown we would experience the beauty of the Exumas. Ken spotted storm clouds forming. We reefed in advance of the expected wind gusts. We put on our foul weather gear. Our speed dropped from 6 knots to 4 knots with both the main and jib reefed. The jib furled like a champ. A few minutes later we felt a cool down draft and smelled the storm. The wind hit us. We were ready. Island Time sailed comfortably at 6.5 knots with both sails reefed. A few more squalls came and went. We reefed. We unreefed. We reefed again. The furler repair was a huge success!! Late in the afternoon we ducked into Allan’s Cay, 35 nautical miles as the crow flies from Palm Cay Marina. Five boats were already there. We were welcomed on the radio by several boats. The captain of Déjà vu was curious where we came from since he noticed our glowing yellow foul weather gear. The storm did not hit Allan’s. The clarity and blue of the Exumas’ water was prettier than I have ever seen—better than the British Virgin Islands, the Tortugas, the Abacos, or even the Caymans. Everyone was right. We did it! We were surrounded by the exquisite beauty of one island in the 120-mile chain of Exuma Islands! It was neither the journey nor the destination. It was both. Now we can cruise at our leisure enjoying both the sail and each spectacular island we stop to explore. 54
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