The week my Dad has picked to join us is predicted to be a week of very unsettled weather with winds from the west (uncommon in the We have a wonderful time playing in Pipe Creek and hanging out on Grace. Nearby We also get the amazing experience of being able to take the Finnhooey (our dinghy) into the caves on the east side of Rocky Dundas. Normally the easterly winds make this suicidal but with winds from the west we are able to duck down and drive right in. The caves are spectacular! They seem to glow with an iridescent green. I always remember seeing that green in the caverns of old sci-fi movies and thought is was more fiction than science. But no, it is amazingly green! The caves are enormous with stalactites hanging ominously from the ceiling and illuminated by light streaming through one circular opening at the apex. I take my Dad out on a “hunting” expedition for lobster. Unfortunately we don’t find any lobsters but do manage to get some glass-eyed snapper which are small but fresh and tasty. Dad gets to participate in all the excitement that can go with hunting for dinner down here. First I have a standoff with a large (over 4 foot) barracuda. The Toward the end of the week, a really big blow is predicted. Our anchor is well set so we are not going to move from this spot. My Dad’s flight is out of Staniel Cay nine miles to the south. But there is a mostly protected path down Pipe Creek. The “Creek” is actually a long narrow harbor that is created by numerous small islands. So after a fantastic week of dinghy exploration, we make Finnhooey’s longest voyage 9 miles to Staniel Cay. Of course we have to make one small detour to Big Major’s Spot to see the famous swimming pigs. The week with my Dad was really great. In your adult years it can be easy to lose touch with your parents, especially sons and fathers. This week was a great opportunity for the two of us to reconnect and for my Dad and Megan to really get to know each other well. And of course, the boys were thrilled to spend the whole week exploring with someone who really enjoys being a big kid. Guests on boats can be very difficult to accommodate but not my Dad. We all had a really great week. Returning to Grace after dropping off my Dad, I get to visit with many friends we’ve met along the way. Pipe Creek offers good all round protection so everyone is getting settled in for the big blow that is coming. I discuss the finer points of hunting glass-eyed snapper with Neal and Stephanie on Rhapsody. I also stop to see Norm on Windsong. His beautiful Taswell 47 was hit by the infamous Spirit of Texas back at Allan’s Cay. We chat about that and wonder who Spirit of Texas will be maligning during the coming blow. (We later find out that Spirit of Texas has hit another boat and will drag onto our friends on Spoony. They actually wrap Spoony’s anchor bridle around their prop and Mark has to dive in the middle of the season’s biggest 50 knot storm to free the Spirit of Texas from his boat.) The big blow comes and we weather its 42 knots fine. We have some exciting moments as another boat comes into the anchorage and drops their anchor on top of ours and sits a boat length in front of us literally minutes before the 42 knot wall of the front hits us. This storm has been predicted for a week yet they are anchoring minutes before it arrives! There’s so much more I could say about this but I’ve already said it to everyone we’ve seen and Megan is tired of my repeating it! After the blow passes, I have a surreal moment as I sit in the cockpit on anchor watch just to make sure the wind has really passed. A Bahamian comes on VHF16 and says the Minister of Immigration will be making an address on the AM radio at 89PM. Since we’re foreigners on a cruising permit, I figure I should listen. At 9PM the Prime Minister comes on and introduces the Minister of Immigration… now remember the crew of Grace has been isolated from |