We decided to blow off Grand Cay and stay one more day at the West End to chill....my favorite thing to do :) So...Thursday we rode our bikes "downtown" and enjoyed some cracked conch and cold Kaliks...
"Well, the wind is blowin' harder now fifty knots or thereabouts. There's whitecaps on the ocean and I'm watchin' for water spouts!" Yikes!!!!
Friday we said "goodbye" to John and Lori (they will catch up with us at Hope Town) and the West End of Grand Bahama and made the 88 mile run to Spanish Cay.
Luckily, the "Wreckers Bar" on the oceanside had just opened so CTM and I hiked over the hill for a Goombay Smash :)
I got my Bahamian pedicure a/k/a a walk on the beach.....
And...after 10 days I thought it was time for me to take care of some other grooming :)
Saturday we trolled our way to Hope Town. Caught a nice Wahoo, a couple of Blackfin Tuna, and a Mr. Barry Cuda. While making our way there we got a call on the VHF from the "Donkey Master" a/k/a Dave Kinscherff! Dave, Leann, Don, and Jeannie were waiting on the dock at Hopetown Hideaways when we arrived!!!!
After cooking Wahoo on the deck we jumped in their skiff and headed over to Hope Town so we could experience the "First Night in Town Syndrome" for the fourth time :)
Catch you on the flip flop....
CJM
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