Exquisite Exumas

Ship Channel Cay to Black Point, Exuma
February 29 – March 14

When He made the waters around the Exumas, I wonder if God decided to show how creative He could be using just one color— turquoise. One thousand sparkling shades. We wish our camera could capture all the mesmerizing hues our eyes have seen, but it can’t compare. Here are a few pictures to give you just a glimpse of the beauty we’ve enjoyed as we’ve made our way through the Exumas chain, slowly, on island time.

Ship Channel Cay, a sports lodge for daily iguana tours from Nassau

All speared on one day - none went to waste!

Beach on Lobster Cay

MacDuffs Restaurant at Normans Cay

The thirty-year-old remains of a sunken airplane in about 8' of water
at Normans Cay; lots of coral has formed on the wreckage under water

View toward the west over the banks from Normans Cay

A section of the Exumas is set apart as a land and sea park. These islands and the reefs around them are protected in their natural beauty. Fishing, lobstering, conching, and shelling are not allowed. But the views from the hiking paths and at the snorkeling sites are spectacular. Warderick Wells is home to the office headquarters, and we spent five days there while strong east winds blew.

Mangroves at Hawksbill Cay

Southern Ray in the creek at Hawksbill Cay

The mooring field at Warderick Wells (this is the spot
where I injured my thumb two years ago)

Leaving a driftwood sign with our boat name at Warderick Wells

View to the north at Warderick Wells

View to the west at Warderick Wells

Walking on the sand bar at low tide at Warderick Wells

Chris and Eden, a delightful couple we sailed with two years ago
and again for a week this year

Rag Doll, Chris and Eden's Pacific Seacraft Dana 24 

The clinic in Staniel Cay where I first went when I was injured two years ago,
then on to Nassau

Staniel Cay Yacht Club

We support the local economy by buying lobster from "Fishy"

Sunset in the Exumas

Every night, sunset is an event. Along with many cruisers, we salute the arrival of evening by blowing a conch shell horn. The last several nights, someone has come on the radio right after sunset with the comment, “What a wonderful world we live in.” Amen, and roger that!

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I see skies of blue, and clouds of white

Bright blessed days, and dark sacred nights

And I think to myself, “What a wonderful world.”

Weiss and Thiele

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