We did get to meet up with some friends that were still lingering around town (most of the cruisers start heading back to the States by now) and we sailed into town just in time for a poker night. I decided I would join Brad up at St. Francis for dinner since they make my favorite cracked conch (seriously...just like crack).
We made time to do a few repairs to the boat, stock up on food and water and refill our fuel jerry jugs. Then we relaxed and enjoyed some serious beach time with the mutt and hiked around Stocking Island a bit, including a trip up to the Monument, which looks out across the whole harbour.
Unfortunately, while we were there, the local straw market, which was a building housing about ten women's goods for sale, went up in flames. It was a devastating blow to this community, as so many of the local families rely on that business. We could see the flames from across the harbour - all the straw (including a thatched roof) made for quite a blaze. We went in to town the next day and walked past the remains - devastating. But, by 4pm that afternoon, all the rubble had been cleared and it seemed that the town was banding together to get it rebuilt post haste. We couldn't stick around to see the final product, but hope they get it done quickly, as the Family Island Regatta is right around the corner.
We left Georgetown at first light on Friday morning and headed out into open seas. We threw out a fishing line in hopes of luring in a mahi, but it was to no avail. We had a good sail in calm seas and were happy to make it to the Exuma Sound well before dark and get the hook down in time to go for a quick dip and enjoy a spectacular sunset.
All In is the first Sailboat on the left....so close to the beach we would swim ashore to take Koa swimming!
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