Tuesday 27 Jun 2006
Mike: 27 Jun
Ok... so you're probably thinking that we're talking about trundling over to some banking branch and making a deposit or withdrawal, or something like that. Actually, we're talking about being anchored smack dab half way across the Grand Bahama Bank. The water depth is 18 feet and the only thing in sight is miles and miles of boundless ocean. That plus one other boat that chose to drop the hook near where we are. I guess that there's safety in numbers. There's hardly a breath of wind and the water's flat calm... and it's expected to stay that way for the next number of days. Tonight, we've fired up the barby and will be sizzling up some steaks, with fresh garlic.
So yesterday, we decided to stay another day in Nassau. We had a flex day still left on our schedule, and we decided that we'd rather spend it in Nassau instead of the middle of the Bahamas Bank. I figured that I may as well take the opportunity and try to get our brand new 40A battery charger replaced since it had gone DOA on us. I also figured that Nassau would have a facility for the replacement of the charger, so I climbed down into the bowels of the aft fender locker, removed it and with charger under arm, Alison and I took a walk from each chandlery to every marine store. And were totally out of luck. We returned to the boat dejected, with the inoperable charger still under arm. As we passed some new friends on their boat a few slips down that we had met earlier in the day, Dave recognized what I had and asked what was up. I explained that we had a new charger that had gone toes up, and he said to wait right there. He opened his locker and after rummaging for a few moments, extracted an almost identical unit and said it was ours if we wanted it. He had upgraded and removed his unit but had never taken it off the boat. We were speechless. What are the chances that someone almost in the next slip would have the exact charger that we needed, didn't want it anymore and felt that we were worthy enough to offer it to. Unbelievable! We were dumbfounded at the generosity! I installed his unit and it worked like a charm. Later, we made sure that his generous nature was rewarded with a big bottle of rum. Top class people.
During the afternoon, a contingent from a Ft Lauderdale yacht club descended on the marina. Two of the boats we recognized from Normans Cay, where they had anchored beside us and dinghyed over for information about what we had found while exploring Normans Cay. We helped tie a number of boats up and just dock talked for awhile. Great people. We had a few people over to our boat for 'afternoon tea' (generously proportioned rum concoctions for those not familiar with my ways). This life style is sure tough.
Later that night, Alison and I checked out this new restaurant called the 'Jumbey Cafe' which is located in an authentic Bahamian home. It's right across from the Nassau Yacht Haven where we were docked and had only been open for 2 weeks. Well, we walked through the door and about 20 people all shouted 'Soul Healer' at the same time. It was everyone from the Florida flottila. More drinks, more laughs and good times. The food was out of this world and reasonably priced. I insisted on thanking the chef personnally and then spoke with one of the owners, Jennifer, and said that she needed to give the chef a raise. We'll certainly make a point of returning there the next time we're in Nassau and I'd highly encourage anyone else to check them out. And next time, we're gonna save room for their Pineapple Bread Pudding!
So now the plan is to get to Bimini tomorrow sometime by the early afternoon, refuel and launch for Ft Lauderdale on Thursday.