Wednesday, 7 March 2018

Blow-hamas






When we were on Lake Michigan and having trouble with rough water and the weather, Jeff renamed the lake "Lake Bitchigan".  Now the Bahamas have been formally renamed  "Blow-hamas", and no, it has nothing to do with illegal drugs.  Here we sit in Green Turtle Cay, safely at dock, with the wind howling and the seas stirred up, rendering it far too rough to move the boat.

Not that we're complaining.  We would like to visit some of the other little towns south of us but we have a boat full of food and local rum, and other than the steady breeze, the weather has been sunny and warm.  This is NOT a bad place to be waylaid.  We are surrounded by beautiful beaches, safely docked at a lovely marina, surrounded by happy, friendly boaters.  What's not to love?

The cute little school on Green Turtle Cay.
Our buddies Grant and Cindy spend their entire winter here in this little village and one way they give back to their adopted winter home is by volunteering at the local school.  Being a retired teacher, I was pretty interested in this and we wanted to contribute in some small way.  Grant and Cindy suggested we bring a new ball for the kids as they were playing flag football with a beat up old sorry thing.  We attended a fund raiser breakfast at the school and presented them with our gift.  The school only has about forty-five students and is oh so cute.  The classrooms looks, well, pretty much like they do in Canada, and I didn't want to snap a pic as they were full of kids, but check out the school yard with the view.  The grown-ups are giving a pickle ball demonstration here.



Other than that, we've been spending time lolly-gagging around, dinghy 'sploring, some boat maintenance, beach combing, watching movies, reading, biking into town, kayaking or paddleboarding, etc. etc. etc......





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