It was tough but part of cruising to say good-bye to Deb and Mark. We turned Blue Moon north from Spanish Wells and they were going south to Eleuthera. This was a significant leg of our trip. We negotiated a very narrow passage through a reef to depart SW, rode a long day of tall waves and then negotiated yet another narrow passage through another reef to get to the Sea of Abaco. We had wanted to go into Little Harbour on high tide that evening but we were tired enough to be satisfied with just finally being in the Abacos. The next morning we left early and entered the harbor at high tide. We had very little water under the keel at some spots so we'll definitely leave on a high as well. The guide books didn't steer us wrong. This place was well worth visiting. In the course of 2 days we have walked the entire perimeter of the peninsula and explored a cave where a famous sculptor and his family lived until they could get established on shore. We had hoped to buy the book they authored but none were available on the island. I wish I could post the pictures in order but my computer and blogger just seemed to each have their own ideas on which order to download then upload. Sorry.
It's been very windy for several days so the seas have had
time to build. It is breathtaking to watch the energy of the wave
smash against the land. Also made us grateful to be watching and
not in it!
Walking the remote shoreline we came across this piece of something.
It was fiberglass and heavy and several hundred feet from the shore.
We left the more touristy area and walked the village. It is
situated on the hills around the harbour. The only non-private roads were on
the ocean side. We came across a variety of houses. This one had a
commanding view of the ocean and a great ecologically friendly drive.
The entrance to the harbour. Fortunately it was calm when we entered.
We can only hope for the same when we depart.
This was basically a small shack at the end of a long pier.
No one was around to ask more questions.
This is one of the roads into the village itself. It forms a
large rectangle with houses on either side.
Only two sets of red/green buoys mark the channel.
A view of the channel from the shore.
This was the major road leading out of the village. Hard packed dirt.
One of the places to visit is the old lighthouse ruins. These
were the exposed joists. The second floor was lost to hurricanes
years ago.
We walked down to the cliff's edge and took this one looking back
up toward the ruins.
The yacht club and its dock.
This drive was so fancy and well landscaped. The house
was not visible so you know it's a long drive.
This is from a hill overlooking the Little Harbour Cut. It
brings a boat in from the Atlantic into the Sea of Abaco. Zoom in
and look for that little patch of non-surf and that is how you have to come in.
Reefs on either side are marked with the waves.
If you zoom in, you can see a guy on the left painting the railing.
He was painting from the narrow ledge of the deck.
Me and my ruins.
This was an impressive spot with pounding waves.
The water has made channels in the hard rock all along the beaches.
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