So last week, we decided to stop beating our way down the Exuma chain of islands and left Black Point with the hope of making a run to George Town before the next blow came through. We made it as far as Galliot Cut where we had planned to cut through to the ocean and make the run to George Town. We checked out the breaking waves through the binoculars and decided to go to Plan B.
We ducked into the narrow cut leading to Safe Harbor Marina on Cave Cay. We definitely found safe harbor in the round basin with 360 degrees of protection, surrounded by high hills. There were a couple of boats there already and we were soon joined by 8 or 10 more as boats filled the small marina looking for safety.
This marina definitely had some sort of story. At one point it had been built for luxury - concrete floating Bellingham docks, beautifully tiled showers, and nicely appointed buildings and homes. However, it all had a feeling of neglect. The homes were deserted and nothing else appeared to be there but the marina and an airstrip.
But it was just what we needed. We spent four days in our safe haven. So what did Dylan and Dee Dee do?
What else? Just across the basin was a beach.
The kids went swimming!! You knew it was coming...