Spanish Wells
Waves
slapped Foreign Affair’s stern all
night long and the wind sang through the rigging. The winds did not let up and constantly blew
in the 20s with gusts in the 30s. When
you hear the ferry service to Nassau and Harbour Island are cancelled, you know
it is not a good day to venture out of the safety of the marina. There was a
slight but still possible chance that this front was going to generate a named
tropical storm. We got some more
neighbors during the day. Cedar Island pulled in behind us and
took up the remaining 100+ feet on our face dock.
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| Cedar Island - Our New Neighbor (100+ Feet Motor Yacht) |
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| Our Neighbors at Spanish Wells |
Dwayne spent the morning working on taxes while Carla cleaned the stove. We headed to the post office after lunch to get the tax return in the mail and send off some post cards. We wandered down Pinder Street and stopped in a few shops along the way just to see what they had to offer. We eventually arrived at the super market and stocked up on milk, bread and other staples. Spanish Wells is the last chance for us to replenish our stores before heading south. There are few settlements on Eleuthera and none match the availability of goods found here. For many items, it is get it now or go without.
We met Frank
and Carol at Wreckers for a pizza dinner.
The pizza was very good. The
restaurant was full and many of the boaters were becoming acquainted with each
other since the winds and rain continued to limit our ability to comfortably do
much more than hang around the marina.
Dwayne wanted to watch the basketball game; however, the wind and rain
got so bad that he was the only one other than the wait staff left in the place
a few minutes before the game was to begin.
Dwayne gave up on the game. It
wouldn’t have been reasonable to keep the place open for one customer. Besides, it was getting cold and damp. Greater comfort could be found on Foreign Affair. But, no TV.
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