Southern Great Abaco Island

 We rented a car to go out and see more of the island.  What a difference!  You can literally see the line of destruction from Dorian's eyewall.  One side, devastation, the other lush greenery.  The guy renting us the car told us we couldn't go to the north end because there was still too much destruction and the roads were all too rough for the car.  Still a great opportunity to see more of this big island.  We have been stopping at the barrier islands across the Sea of Abaco from the main island.  The shores of the island are not generally boat friendly with shallows on all sides of the island a long way out.

A postcard pretty view. This is The Long Dock at Sandy Point.

It is near the end of the island.  We couldn't visit the actual tip

since the road but too rough.  We were satisfied with this.

A typical Bahamian meal.  Redfish and fries.

These gulls were all lined up for some reason.  They would get

scared away and almost immediately form up in the line again.

This is a tribute to the traditional sailing smacks of the Abacos.

Like many places in the Bahamas, people come and see the

abundant and beautiful beaches and think they can build a resort.

This was one more.  We drove down several roads and saw a variation

of the nice road and lots of infrastructure with no houses or maybe one or two.

How do these places get financing is beyond us.

A colorful place to rest and reflect.

This is the main highway of Great Abaco.

A great place to stop for lunch.

The Long Dock is a tradition for Sandy Point.  It is over

770 feet long and extends out over the flats.  It is made from

local pine trees and all labor is supplied by locals.

A long view of the Long Dock.

This development was Palm Harbour. Over a mile of

palms were planted on either side of the road.

Eyewall hit forest.

Non-eyewall forest.  There was less than 100 yards between

these two picture location.

Zoom in and you can see the tree trunks used to construction

the entire dock.

Nancy's place was our stop for lunch.  The owner came and

chatted for a long while.  He named it after a daughter who died

when she was in her twenties.  We also heard about his life as a 

sailor and his other daughters and their families.  He was a quite a guy.

They left part of the old dock.

Another postcard view.

A local park

A schoolhouse mural.

A large rental house.  We met a nice guy currently renting

for the season.  We love hearing other people's stories.

The municipal building of Sandy Point

A street in the tiny village of Cherokee Point.  It has nothing

to do with the Indian tribe.  It is a blending of the words 

cherry and key in the native pronunciation.

A limestone wall along the shore.

You can see why people fall in love with the area.  It's 

just too difficult to get here and economically maintain a

resort.