By this Author: greatgrandmaR

On 19 December 2001 we left Miami to sail down to Key West (We were actually at Boca Chica where the Naval Air Station is) over Christmas and New Years.

We left there January 6, 2002. We got as far as Little Torch Key FL (Newfound Harbor) where we stayed a couple of days waiting on the weather.

Little Torch Key from our boat

Protected Hawk Channel Anchorage - Little Torch Key

Sandpiper that came to visit us one night

January 9, 2002

We left New Found Harbor and it was such nice sailing weather that Bob put up the sails and went outside the reef right away. This got really boisterous, and I was unhappy, so I insisted that we go back in to Marathon and wait for better weather. Marathon Marina has put in new fixed docks - they are painted turquoise - visible from a long way out.

Sunset over the entrance channel

They initially put us on what will be the new fuel dock. They were constructing the dock master’s house.

Our boat with the new dockmaster's house on the right

We were in Marathon for a week.

Just about every day, Bob rode up to Publix and the boat stores on his bike. I took a cab to the library most days to log onto the internet.

I did manage to actually ride his bike around the marina too. (I have trouble because it is too big for me.) Bob went all the way up to Radio Shack to buy the connectors so that I could log onto the SSB (Single SideBand) with the computer and get weather faxes. We've had the stuff to do that for over a year, but it was so intimidating that I just didn't do it. And we couldn't find the connectors that he bought at that time. But he got another set, and I can do that now.

Bob patched up the wear spots on the wood with Cetol (marine varnish), and right after that, while it was still wet, they asked us to move to a slip on the other side.

Which we did. They put us next to this Chinese junk which was for sale at that time.

I understand that it had to be repaired and the owner couldn't pay the slip rent or for the repairs, so now it belongs to the marina which wants to sell it (as of 2004).

Seven mile bridge in the distance

January 16th, 2002
At the end of the week, we left and motored out the channel heading for Rodriguez Key. As we were leaving two of the auto-inflate Personal Flotation Devices aka Life Preservers auto-inflated. I guess it is the humidity, as it was nice weather and not even raining.

Having your auto-inflate PFD inflate would be a good way to scare the hiccups out of someone.

Bob standing at the wheel wearing his PFD (it is orange)

We put up all the sails and turned off the motor. Wind up to 20 knots - weather cloudy. At 1100, the winds were about 16 knots from the NE and it was clear and sunny, but the wind was now against us, so we had to motor. Bob turned on the refrigeration, but the pump kicked off because it lost its prime. (We have two big chest type refrigerator boxes and one freezer box which can be cooled either by the engine or by shore power) I couldn't hear anything on the SSB (single side band) to get weather from Herb. We were headed for Rodriguez Key, but we aren't going to make it all the way there, so we anchored off Tavenier after 42.4 nm (average speed 4.9 knots) at about 1740.

I spent some time calling people. Called Capn charting software people and fixed the Dell so the colors display properly. Called Maptech and they admitted that Bimini is 1 mile NW of where their charts have it. Called Photoworks and asked to be taken off the email list.

January 17th.
Got underway about 0900 and went up to anchor south of Rodriguez Key - another 6.9 nm.- to wait to cross. We had been 107 nm since leaving Boca Chica (Key West). Bob rebuilt the autoinflate PFDs that went off when we were leaving Marathon.

I talked to Herb of Southbound II,on the SSB after turning everything off. Found that the inverter used to run the computer was causing a lot of interference -replaced it with another one which is better but still causes some interference. Herb does weather forecasting and advising for sailors. Southbound was the name of his boat. Called all the children to tell them we were leaving for the Bahamas and called ATT to turn off the cell phone which doesn't work in the Bahamas.

We got underway about 1710 which was way earlier than we really needed to go, except that I wanted to go through the reef in daylight. The wind was from the east, light at first and then a steady 15 knots. I tried to sleep off and on up to 2230, -not much success. Bob put up the main and staysail and dropped the motor back almost to idle, and we motor-sailed close to the wind. Bob went down to sleep @ 2230. I tried to tack because we were going north too quickly [the Gulf Stream flows north very strongly here and carried us north with it], and suddenly I was going backwards (relative to the needed course) at about 2 knots. Bob came up at 0130 - said he didn't sleep much. He tried to tack, -same result as I had had (surprise), so he pulled in the staysail and increased motor revs to get closer to the Bimini course line. Saw various boats going the opposite direction. I went down to sleep, and slept to about 0445. Then Bob went and actually slept some until 0700.

January 18
The sky just before dawn was like a Van Gogh, except that it was not circular lines, but like crushed velvet - sort of jagged around the stars. The sun rose.

Bimini from the Gulf Stream

I started seeing the trees of Bimini. When Bob came up I pointed out to him the cruise ship Wind Star which has sails which was coming into Bimini (I had read an article in the Weds Miami paper about it). They are coming to Bimini every week - a tremendous increase in tourism. The ship anchored - we could hear their radio communications on the VHF.

Windstar cruise ship off Bimini

Coming into the harbor

We turned off all the nav lights. We got to Bimini at about 8 am Fri. morning and called Sea Crest Marina (where we docked last year), and were advised to wait until 10 for high tide.

I saw another boat who looked like he was going to go across the sandbar that sticks out from North Bimini and I called him on the VHF and told him about the range which is very hard to see.

range sticks widely separated

(Photo of the range was taken leaving Bimini and the two stakes are widely separated. Can you see them?). You have to line up the two sticks,

coming along side the range

Lined up on the range

and come in along the range and then run just a couple of yards off the beach up past the shoal that sticks out from the South Bimini marina entrance He asked to follow us, so we led him in. Bob says the depth sounder didn't go below 6'9". (Our boat draws around six feet but the depth sounder warning goes off at seven feet.)

South end of north Bimini docks

RosalieAnn at SeaCrest

After we got into Bimini, we'd been 190 nm since Key West. This trip we did 84 nm in 17 hours (counting the 2 hours we waited to come into the harbor). We had used about 14 gallons of fuel.

Sea Crest Marina with Sea Crest hotel behind it

I went up and checked in and got 90 days cruising permit.

Then we went and had BLTs at Captain Bob's restaurant like we did last year (they were good - a lot of bacon - mostly bacon). Bob went to get some Bimini bread (which we normally buy at the market but they were out so he got some at a store) while I went back to the boat to send an email and discovered that I couldn't find the international access number for pocketmail. I tried several times to phone them, but their customer service numbers are screwed up and wouldn't let me talk to a person until I could tell them a person's name. Finally had to call our daughter - got our son-in-law and he got the number from the internet for me.

Customs building with Pay phone (by phone pole) in Bimini

Sea Crest doesn't have fuel so Bob went and got fuel in jerry jugs from Blue Water at the next dock (19 gals in 2 trips) ,

From SeaCrest docks to Blue Water docks

and then we walked up to the Anchorage for dinner. The dinner was very good, but I couldn't eat it all because I was too tired. CJ's had no ice cream. We decided to get the electricity here, even though it is more expensive than most places, so Bob turned on the refrigeration and we went to bed.

Saturday January 19th

We spent Saturday in Bimini. Bob walked down to the point at the south end of north Bimini twice through the graveyard to see whether he could see the Wind Star ship but it was anchored too far off. I walked down as far as Chalks. They have their own little customs building there.

Looking past Chalks to bar

And then the museum was open so we went to that. A lot of stuff about Hemingway, MLK, Adam Clayton Powell and Prohibition. Unfortunately, no attendant was there so we couldn't see the films.

Looking down into museum yard

Bought some coconut rolls at the straw market, which are too sweet for my taste. Also got some coconut candy which is delicious.

Bob walking on King Street in front of a store

Queen Street traffic jam

Cruise ship off Bimini beach with one of the passengers on the beach

After I tried unsuccessfully to log on with Herb, I went snorkeling off the beach. Bob sat and watched (too cold for him).

Snorkeling off beach

Afterward when I was showering at the marina, I thought the toilet tank would be a good place to dunk my new camera (you have to wash the salt water off before you can get the film out), but I checked the water, and it turned out to be salt or brackish and not fresh. So I had to rinse it off again. Apparently all the hotels and businesses have a reverse osmosis watermakers, while the private residences use cisterns and have a separate salt water line for toilet flushing.

When I went up to pay (even paying $18/day for electricity, it was cheaper than Marathon), I asked the Mike the dockmaster whether the toilets used salt water, he looked very startled, and he continued to look startled when I attempted to explain why I had tasted it. I missed getting a picture of Chalk's seaplane as it took off as I was going up to pay

I put a route into the computer, but since Maptech explained to me that the Bimini charts are off by a mile to the NW I had little confidence in it. So I put a route into the GPS which I have not done before. Then, I got up Sun am early and redid the route on the computer (going Bob's way through Turtle Rocks instead of Gun Cay Cut). Tomorrow (Sun) we start across the Great Bahama Banks to Chubb Cay.

(I suggest getting a map of the Bahamas if you want to follow our progress or if you are geography impaired re: Bahamas.) Chubb Cay is in the Berry Islands. It will take us 2 days.

Blow up of the route map

The green dots on the left are the Keys in Florida. The dot at the top in the middle is Bimini - we sailed from Florida to Bimini overnight helped by the current in the Gulf Stream. On the right past Andros Island and Nicholls Town are Chub Cay and Nassau

January 20th

We had to wait for a rising tide to leave so that if we go aground the tide will be going up to float us off. PIRATE LADY, a scuba live-aboard boat came in and cleared customs. We left about 1045, and only touched down once briefly in the trough of a wave. I took pictures of the harbor as we left.

Chalks from the water

Fisherman's Restaurant and End of the World Bar

Fishermen and south end of the island

The GPS route worked fine. There was little or no wind. We pass the WWII ferro cement ship which is sunk south of Bimini. Fisherman and divers like to go here.

Sunken WWII boat

I can clearly see the starfish on the sand in 18 ft of water.

After we anchored, I went for a swim. And then we went to sleep.

January 21, 2002

Bahama Banks - view for 2 days

We anchored on the Banks for the 2nd night about 4 miles from the NW Channel light at about 1430 after a trip of 31 nm. Past the light it is too deep to anchor (depth sounder goes crazy) at about 500 or more ft, and it was another 25 miles or so past that to a harbor. I could see the current trails on the anchor chain and snubber, so decided not to swim (didn't want to be carried away from the boat!). We were sitting there peacefully when two other boats came right up to us and asked if we minded if they anchored there too. I said we didn't mind as long as they didn't hit us, and they apparently took that to mean that we DID mind, so they went and anchored about a mile away. They were like Siamese twins out there. Calling each other Capt K and Capt M - real motor mouths on the radio.

January 22, 2002

We pulled the anchor from where we anchored near the Northwest Channel Light, and motor sailed. We passed Mama Rhoda Rock and Chub Cay

South of Chub Cay

(I could see the Batelco tower and the water tank) and turned north to go to Frazier's Hog Cay and the Berry Island Club. I had trouble contacting the marina on the radio, and finally phoned a number in Ft. Lauderdale and they gave me the local number (which I've lost). After we threaded our way in through the shallows, we came into the marina and tied up.

Old Frazier's Hog Cay sign at Berry Island Club

The Berry Island Club is the new/old name. It was originally the Berry Island Club, and then it was renamed for Frazier's Hog Cay, and has come back to the original name.

Left is the shore north of the marina

The marina and moorings are really only protected from west winds. The moorings have old engines as anchors. Dockage is 75 cents a foot, and electricity is $5/day minimum or 35 cents kWh. Moorings are about $8.00. Showers are $5 each. Laundry is $4 to wash one load. The marina is very isolated. It costs $10 each to go to the airport or in to Chub (in a beach buggy)

Beach Buggy

which wasn’t working when we were there) or pickup truck. There are several beaches (for walking - they didn't look too good for swimming). We walked around on the beaches the first day before dinner. Bob walked around again the next day, accompanied by the marina dog.

West side beach at low tide - conch shell

The marina has an exchange library, a bar and a small restaurant that is mainly for the guests at the hotel or the marina but if you call from Chub Cay, they will come and get you (for a fee) and take you back. The marina is run by two brothers from Louisiana.

One of the brothers tending bar

You have to pay in cash - no checks or credit cards or even traveler's checks are accepted. It is really good fresh food-Bahamian/Cajan ranging from $12-$23 for an entree. Reserve your dinner by 1500 - tell them what you want to eat. - very good food and plenty of it. Bob had a pork chop ($12.00) and I had shrimp etouffier ($15.00). We had enough to take back to the boat. I used the leftovers for lunch and dinner the next day with some additions from the boat galley. The next evening we went just for dessert ($5.00) which was wonderful too.

January 24, 2002

We left the marina on Thurs. on the rising tide, at about noon, so we could see the bottom contours. The two trawler/motor boat people who came in from Chub after we did helped walk us out (get off the dock), and it was a piece of cake even with the wind & current. (One of them is on a mooring, but the other one was so uncomfortable on the mooring in the SE wind that they’ve anchored over in the flats – their little lobster boat only draw about 2 ft.)

Marina and moorings

We went 1.9 nm out to Bird Island and anchored just inside of the island from the North West Channel. It was quite rolly because the wind and current were not in sync. Talked to Herb. Bob put up the sails to steady us. We could see the waves crashing on the shore on the other side of the island over a low spot. Eventually, we had some stew and went to bed. The rollers died down and the boat was steady, so Bob took in the sails. The wind generator did run most of the night.

January 25, 2002

Sunrise over Bird Island

Got up early and pulled the anchor. Bob put up the main and staysail before he pulled the anchor. Because of wind and current, we had to power up to the anchor, and it took some time. Then I drove out to the channel while Bob shaved. The waves were 4 ft, and the wind was from the ESE, which is where we are headed. We motor-sailed now at a pretty good rate- along with 8-10 other boats, mostly from Chub Cay. We had a couple of brief showers, and a persistent rainbow. I took a photo. There’s a boat right at the end of it.

Rainbow and sailboat

Waves have dropped to 1-2 feet. We expected to get to the Nassau (New Providence Island) about 1400. You have to radio for permission to enter the harbor just like landing at an airport. Entering the harbor I was looking for the double bridges, and the cruise ships.

Crystal Cay - NOT THESE BRIDGES-Don't mistake this for the Nassau bridges

Bridges from our boat

Hog Island Lighthouse 2002 with Atlantis in the background

Hog Island light

Hog Island Lighthouse 2002 with white lantern

We passed the Hog Island Lighthouse. This lighthouse on Hog Island (which is to the west of the re-named Paradise Island) dates back to 1817. It is at the western entrance to the Nassau Harbour and was active with a flash every 5 s, generally white, but the light changes to red when conditions are dangerous for entry. But last time I was in Nassau at night it did not seem to be flashing at all. It is a round old-style brick tower with lantern and gallery, painted white; lantern now painted red. This is the oldest and best known lighthouse in the Bahamas and the oldest surviving lighthouse in the West Indies. Sadly, it is endangered. The lighthouse was in "deplorable" condition by spring 2015, with government agencies blaming each other for its neglect. And there is a good view of it from sailboats or from cruise ships entering the harbor.

Cruise ships from our boat, coming in to Nassau

Cruise ships

Japanese Fisheries vessel

Paradise Island

anchor out

Some people anchor out, but we wanted to go into a marina. So after we passed the commercial docks and went into Nassau Harbour Marina at $1.00/ft $2.20 electricity (I had to go get a splitter and pay a mandatory $8.00/day water charge.) We could also get cable, but that only had a couple of channels. Before we went into our slip we got 30 gallons of diesel fuel at $1.508/gallon

RosalieAnn at Nassau Harbour Club

Our trip today was 36.7 nm for a total of 1,348.6 for the whole trip (starting from home in the Chesapeake in October 2001). In 8.2 hours we used 7.0 gals at 0.9 gal/hr.

Atlantis_Marina entrance from the bridge

I did consider going into the Atlantis Marina (minimum length 40 feet--$3/ft) because you get all the privileges of the resort ($250-445/room) including the water park etc. If we had grandchildren guests might be worth it. We ate dinner at the marina restaurant Ichiban (Japanese)

Sunset across the Harbor from the Marina

Saturday, January 26, 2002

Bob went out to see if he could get some parts for the boat. Then we walked across to the Subway and had sandwiches,

shopped at the market and had ice cream for dessert. We took a jitney bus downtown

School kids From the jitney bus

and I went to an internet cafe.

Nassau street scene - policeman giving ticket

Don't Drive On Bay Street In Rush Hour

We walked all the way back from the internet cafe, stopping near the bridges over to Paradise Isl. at an Outback Steakhouse to have dinner
Nassau Harbor Marina
Misc. Boat Costs $17.90
Subway and ice cream lunch for two $16.57
Outback Steakhouse dinner $30.54

Bridges and marina at sunset

Film photo at dusk

Bus to town $1.00 each
Internet $9.00
Misc $10.78

Sunday January 27, 2002

The main thing I wanted to do here in Nassau was to visit the underwater park at Atlantis. This is like the tank at Epcot, but 10 times as big at least. Maybe not completely worth the $25@ that it costs, but impressive. I also wanted walk over the bridge, so a guy drove us from the marina to the end of the bridge ($5),

and we walked across-

Harbor from the bridge

Casino from the bridges

got to watch the Chalk's seaplane take off from the top of the bridge (75 ft above the harbor).

Chalks Seaplane

The Atlantis park starts in a restaurant surrounded on 3 side by a large tank which had manta rays, hammerhead sharks, trigger fish, angelfish, yellowtail, dolphin fish, and many others, and go into a fake Atlantis archeological site (which I paid no attention to) and walk through the rest of the tank.

Aquarium

Main Tank

Eat While Surrounded By Fish

Hammerhead 2002

In addition, I remember there were 2 jellyfish tanks, a grouper tank, a piranha tank, a seahorse tank, 2 big lobster tanks,

Seahorse tank

lobsters

Moray eel tank

Film and Digital of one of the jellyfish tanks

a touching tank with starfish, sea cucumber and queen conch,

Conch with extended foot

..and then you go topside and walk around on top, seeing a lagoon with little brown rays, one with houndfish,

Surface Tanks

Surface Tanks

and then you go through a tunnel under the predator lagoon. This last was somewhat disappointing as it had a lot of sediment in the water stirred up by two divers using a hookah rig who were vacuuming up the sand bottom.

Seahorse statue at the aquarium

Atlantis Beach

Bob with his eyes shut waiting for food - Paradise Island

Atlantis has 12 restaurants, and another 15 other places to eat, so we stopped and I had a pizza and Bob had a club sandwich at the Lagoon bar and Grill. Then we took a taxi back. After we talked to Herb, I went for a swim and had a shower.

Nassau Harbour Club Pool

I also talked to the owner of the Betsy June - a boat like ours

Betsy June in Nassau Harbour Club Marina

We had dinner at the Dockside grill and watched the end of the Rams game (Superbowl playoffs). Bob then did the wash (the laundry is only open 4 pm to 1 am,and 4 am to 11 am.)

Sunset from our boat Jan 27, 2002

Lunch $24.15
Dockside dinner $27.49
Transport $15.00
Atlantis admission $50.00
Misc $9.00

Monday January 28, 2002
On Sat evening January 26rd, I had popped a large filling out of my top 1st molar when flossing. Since I did not think dentists worked on Sun, I waited and called a Walk-In dental clinic Mon am. I took a hotel car over and got it fixed (Ellen, the dentist went to Howard Un.) She said I had an infection under there and that's why it came out. Cost $60. She prescribed antibiotics, for which I paid $8 for 21 pills, and we had lunch at the mall and got a bus back. I got off in town, and went to the internet cafe, and then went to a store that sold Bahamian produced products and got post cards and gifts for the grandchildren etc,

granddaughter wearing the hat I bought

granddaughter on the left holding a squid doll

and got the bus ($1) back to the marina. We walked down and had dinner at the Poop Deck -a restaurant at a marina several blocks down

Poop Deck Restaurant from the street

Gifts $81.60
Lunch $11.65
Dinner Poop Deck $42.55

Double bridges from Poop Deck

Transport (bus and taxi) $13.00
Internet Cafe $9.75
Dentist and antibiotic $68.00

Tuesday, January 29, 2002
We expected to leave for the Exumas on Tues. but as we were untying Tues. the guy threw me a line and knocked my glasses (bifocal-tinted lenses) off into the water. Bob was untying us from the back piling and I had to yell at him several times to make him understand - the motor is loud and he's a little deaf. So we stayed another day. When the current got less so we could see the bottom , we could see where the glasses were (the sunshine was bright enough to make the lenses darken), we retrieved them with the pool net. (I had 2 backup pairs but these were the good ones.)

West end of the harbor looking south

East Villa Restaurant sign From a taxicab speeding down East Bay Street

East Villa Restaurant $38.10
Misc $2.19

Wednesday January 30, 2002
We left for Allen's Cay. It is uninhabited (except for a population of iguanas). As we left Nassau, I tried to send another email, but the phone was full of static.

Leaving the harbor going east

Fort Montagu from our boat as we left the harbour

Looking back at the bridges

We had a windy ride (18-20 knots) down to Allan's Cay (sailed some). I had used the waypoints in one of the guidebooks to avoid the majority of the coral heads so we could sail in a fairly relaxed way. We anchored off the west coast after following a Nonsuch into the harbor and deciding there wasn't enough room for us to anchor (there were a lot of other boats in there) especially since Bob didn't want to use 2 anchors against current. The trip was 37.8 nm.

January 31, 2002

Allen's Cay at sunrise

We sat off of Allans for 2 days, but it was too windy for us to go in and see the iguanas in our little dinghy, or even to swim. I read the various guides and cataloged the weather report times and channels on the SSB. I found that we can get Armed Forces Radio (sometimes it is WETA National Public Radio) on the SSB so I programmed their frequencies in.

Iguana

The ‘two captains’ (from the Grand Bahama Bank trip to the Berry Islands) were anchored a bit north of us (still talking on the radio). A catamaran came in and anchored to the south of us on the 31st. We also saw a scuba boat come in from Nassau on a day trip. I heard from someone that they visited after this boat, and all the lobsters that they thought they saw turned out to be just the heads - the dives had taken the tails and left the heads.

Catamaran and other boats off Allan's Cay

February 1st, 2002
We motored 7 nm down to Highborne Cay and anchored. I found that the BATELCO tower was blown down in Hurricane Michelle, and was just now being rebuilt, so no email was possible. We dinghied in and I went for a swim off the beach - was too cold for Bob-about 77 deg. We were anchored at the north end of the beach, and could watch the guys building the tower from the boat.

Batelco Tower

About this time, we realized that the weather from Nassau would be repeated on the VHF radio almost every day about 7:30. Someone would come up on Channel 16 and tell us what channel to listen to. I was by now also listening to Carolyn Wardle’s BASRA (Bahamas Air Sea Rescue Association) radio report (4003 USB) from Nassau at 0700, and the cruiser’s net also run by Carolyn on the SSB/ham at 0720 (7096 LSB). [These are radio frequencies -USB is Upper Side Band, and LSB is Lower Side Band)

February 2, 2002

Bob pulled the anchor, and had a little bit of chest pain, which he didn’t tell me about. We motored around into Highborne Marina (1.2 nm), carefully coming in on the two ranges.

One of two ranges for entering the marina with materials for building the tower

RosalieAnn in Highborne Cay

Sand piper

They had no phone service either and have to relay the radio messages down from Nassau and up from the Land and Sea Park. I swam off the beach, and then we went up to the store via golf cart. Bob bought a big bag of preformed frozen hamburger, and I got "Guide to Birds of the West Indies". The boat next to us gave us half of a big bull dolphin that they had caught already cleaned. It was Delicious. Bob bought some bread from Janet. There is no restaurant here, but you can usually call on the radio, and Janet will deliver food to your boat.

Janet's flyer

This evening, however, there was an all-you-can eat buffet consisting of conch chowder, barbeque ribs, mac & cheese, potato salad, tossed salad, homemade bread, choc cake & pineapple cake $25@ and drink extra. Bob went back to the boat to get drinks for us. We had a good time talking to the guys who were putting up the tower, and also some folks with two kids on a boat named PISTACH. They were headed back to Miami to the boat show. The island is very pretty, but the marina has no toilets and no pumpout but they want no sewage. This particular day, there was also no breeze and we were eaten alive by no-see-ums, with a side attack by flies & a few mosquitoes. The marina had lots of bird feeders around which attract the bananquits.

Feeders with beach in background

Feeders with marina in the background

The birds also visited us on our boat (right in our slip).

Bananaquites on the jib sheet

February 3, 2002 Notorious Normans- Because it was so expensive, hot and buggy, we left in the morning and went down to Norman's Cay,

Sky reflected in the water

The Brief Story on Normans:
Norman's Cay, one of the longest islands in the Exumas, is approximately 6 miles long, about 100 feet wide. Almost all of the cay is elevated with steep hills on the west shore that rises to 40'. There's a large unused and unlite antenna tower near the old clubhouse at the southern end of the island that is often mistaken for Batelco Tower. A beach stretches for nearly the entire length of the western shore. The Bahamas have long been a haven for pirates, privateers, wreckers, bootleggers and blockade runners. But in the 1970s and 80s a river of money from drug smuggling that dwarfed all previous periods of prosperity from illegal activity flooded into the country like a tidal wave. While Andros and Abaco were also involved, the center of this activity was on Norman's Cay

In 1977, a Columbian of German ancestry named Carlos Lehder, who was a part of the Medellin cocaine Cartel, bought a villa on Norman's Cay. Carlos was apparently a quite a forceful flamboyant character with big ideas. His idea was that drug running could be even more profitable if small planes were used to fly cocaine in to the States, rather than using human mules flying commercial flights with suitcases full of drugs. In 1979, he bought half of the 650 acre Norman's Cay for $900,000.00. His purchase (under the aegis of International Dutch Resources, Inc.) included the old Norman's Cay Yacht club, dock and airstrip. Now, boaters were often chased away by guards with guns, and there was at least one sailboat found with several dead bodies aboard in the area.

All this activity soon attracted the attention of the DEA of course. Their task force (called Operation Caribe) had the cay under surveillance from a Coast Guard cutter offshore, from agents on Shroud Cay, and from agents who were disguised as boaters feigning mechanical breakdown. Lehder was arrested during a raid in 1979, but he had been tipped off and the cay was spotless, and it is said that he was released after supplying the Bahamian police officers with a suitcase which was said to contain $250,000. An irate DEA official charged that Lehder owned "..the whole damned country". The DEA began arresting Lehder's pilots and confiscating his shipments. In 1981 they handed down a 39 count indictment against him and 13 others, but Carlos was not too concerned based on previous actions of the Bahamian government. In 1983, an NBC News broadcast implicated the Bahamian Government including the Prime Minister, but no charges were ever filed.

After his new plane crashed into the water east of the marina dock, he left the cay and began living as a fugitive in Columbia. He was finally captured there and extradited to the US, where he was convicted and sentenced to life without parole plus 135 years. His exact prison location is apparently a secret. For more information on Lehder, check a PBS Frontline story. In addition, there is an interview with George Jung which was also done by Frontline.

The 2001 movie "Blow" starring Penelope Cruz, with Johnny Depp as George Jung was supposedly filmed or set on Norman's Cay. George met Carlos in prison in 1974 before he bought Normans.

When the DEA finally caught Carlos, George Jung was one of the main witnesses and he walked away from any prosecution or prison sentence in return for his testimony. However, he couldn't stay away from smuggling for which he was to be in prison until 2014 when he would be 72 years old. Little is left of Normans notorious drug running past except some bullet holes in the buildings on the southern end of the island, a ruined 'Berlin wall' dividing the north from the south end of the island, and what one guidebook calls "an evil feel". I must be atmosphere impaired because I didn't feel especially creepy there.

Runway

The runway is still there, along with the wrecked airplane in the harbor. Small private planes fly in and out of the airstrip bound for MacDuffs Bar or his vacation cabins. One of the guidebooks indicates that visitors are to wait to be invited into the northern end of the island.

Back to our trip
The trip was only 11.3 nm and the water was like glass. We saw either the bitter end of the Norman Stake, or something else sticking up above the water off the sand bar. We also saw SEA WOLF (the dive boat we’d seen in Bimini), and ADELAIDE came out of the anchorage off the Highborne and followed us. There was a very big motor yacht named MARIE’S DREAM anchored off Highborne – too big to get into the marina. This time, Bob did not even go in to LOOK at the anchorage on the east side of the island where the airplane is wrecked. We just anchored west of Normans.

Anchorage off Normans with plane

We took the dinghy and went in to the beach, and then walked to MacDuff's bar. Bob had a Sprite and I had a rum revenge without the rum. (Pineapple, orange & coconut). Afterwards we walked back to the beach and I snorkeled some on the way back to the boat and dived on the anchor which had dug in on one side. One of the planes from the airstrip flew over the boats anchored west of Normans Cay as if they were taking pictures from the air of the five boats anchored there. I took pictures of him.

Airplane circling over Norman's Cay

I thought we could get the Super Bowl on Armed Forces Radio but it wasn't broadcast there. Some people went in to MacDuff’s to watch. The TV didn’t have a very reliable signal. I heard later that they lost the signal just as the final field goal in the last quarter was kicked.

The barman at Normans had been warning everyone of a front that was supposed to come through and people were panicking and trying to get inside the Norman's harbor because of expected west winds. (The harbor comfortably holds about 6-8 boats, and there were 25 or so in there, and the same at Allen's Cay inside.) Bob didn't think it would be a problem, as nothing like that was predicted on the weather we heard.

Monday, Feb 4, 2002 - Shroud Cay

We motor sailed to Shroud Cay. Bob had some more chest pain when he pulled the anchor that he thought was maybe indigestion, and again he didn’t tell me about it. We went about 10 miles down to Shroud Cay which was an uninhabited cay at the north end of the Exumas Land and Sea Park. We anchored where we were protected from the NE, E, and SE, but not much from the SW, W or NW. We have been 384 nm since we left Key West

Shroud Cay

February 5, 2002

The front did come through, and it was VERY rolly, even on our big heavy boat.

A French Canadian boat that anchored next to us couldn't stand it, and left. If we had any place we could have gone, we might have gone too. Neither of us could sleep. There was a catamaran that came in and went into the little shallow cove (much too shallow for us) in the interior of the cay. (The word “cay” is pronounced ‘key’ and not ‘kay’.) But the anchor showed no signs of dragging or anything, and morning did come. We rested most of Tuesday. By this time, I was regularly listening to Carolyn on the BASRA (Bahamas Air Sea Rescue) radio. Carolyn has a very distinctive English voice.

After the storm off Shroud

When we talked to Herb, we told him that the winds had been from the NW, N, NE between 15 and 23 knots the previous night. We could see the lighthouse to the west of us at night which was nice because a lot of the navigation aids aren't in good repair. I had been worried about not being in contact with my 93 year old mother. I had indicated in an email that I might be out of communication for a couple of days, but this was now a week, and the next BATELCO (Bahamas Telephone Company) tower was down at Staniel Cay, and we were planning to stay in the Park for several days. There was a little boat that had come in and anchored near us for the night, and he said he could send email via SSB, so I asked him to send one to our daughter saying that we were fine so that she could reassure mother, which he did.

BASRA periodically sends out messages for cruisers to pass along. For instance, a 51 ft. boat named TAHOE with someone aboard named Steve was to call his sister. The emergency for VHF radio contact is 242-322-3877.

We took the dinghy in and explored the cay a little on foot, and I did a little snorkeling.

I'm getting better about getting into the dinghy using the web ladder that Bob made. We also registered for a mooring at the park by radio. The catamaran left.

Wednesday February 6, 2002 - Heart Attack

I called the Land and Sea Park to see if we had a mooring. I knew they didn’t have any for that day, but I was hoping that if we went down to Hawksbill Cay today, that tomorrow or the next day we could get a mooring at park headquarters. Bob pulled the anchor so we could go another 10 or so miles. It was now late morning.

Bob came back to the cockpit, sat down and said, "We're going back to Nassau". I was a little confused and it was at that point that I heard about the chest pain. I had a quiet anxiety attack, and then said that we couldn't get all the way back to Nassau that day as it was too far with such a late start. I suggested we go back into the Highborne Cay marina, which was not too far away (and we would not have to anchor so Bob would not have to pick up the 55 pound anchor off the bow), and he agreed.

Later he said that he had to sit down and rest while pulling the anchor (manual winch), so he knew something was wrong.

I called the Land and Sea Park on the VHF radio to have them take me off the list, explaining that I thought Bob might have had a heart attack. Another boat came up immediately and asked the park if he could have our mooring. The park volunteer explained that we were just giving up our place on the waiting list and not a mooring. And they gave him a few groups for asking

The trip to Highborne was 15.5 nm. When he heard about the chest pains Ian at Highborne wanted to fly Bob out in a seaplane (Ian thought it would be about $325), but Bob resisted doing that, as he still thought he might just have bruised his chest, because he didn't have any of what he thought of as heart attack symptoms. (I knew differently, but I didn't say anything. And I didn't want to be left in an expensive marina with the boat which I knew I could not sail myself.) Ian was able to make his phone work enough to call the Nassau Harbour Club and talked to Peter the marina manager. He got a place for us there, although it was almost full. I wrote Highbourne another check for the dockage fees. (They will take a credit card, but there's a surcharge for that. No surcharge for a personal check.)

Conch Fisherman at Highborne

Barbara - marina manager and local fisherman

I tried to talk to Herb on the SSB, but couldn\'t get through because we were down in a teacup valley.

There was a boat at Normans who *could* talk to him. They were also returning to Nassau to pick up someone coming in by plane. Herb told them that he didn’t think there would be a window until Saturday. I talked to the other boat on the VHF afterwards, and they said if they could catch up to us, they would lead us into the harbor. I thanked them and told them I was sure they could catch us as we weren't very fast even if we were bigger than they were.

In the marina, I saw a sea turtle which was secured to a little skiff by one flipper. He was being taken back to the Atlantis aquarium. I didn''t get a picture.

Thursday, Feb 7, 2002 - Back to Nassau

Neither of us slept well. Bob apparently had a dull pain all night, but he didn't tell me much about it. He took aspirin. We listened to the AM radio Bahamas weather, and the SSB BASRA weather in the morning, and since it seemed reasonable, we cast off right afterwards at about 7:30. We were following our previous track on the computer, and the wind was behind us, so Bob insisted on pulling out the sails and sailing. He even turned the motor off for a period. I was unhappy about this, as I felt that it took a lot of effort to pull the sails out and pull them in (I am not strong enough to do it), but Bob (having persuaded himself that it was just a bruised chest and thus not really a problem) was determined (aka pigheaded and in denial). And I thought it was better to let him be happy and delusional than to convince him that he was really sick.

As soon as we got within phone range of Nassau I called our daughter on the phone to tell her what we were doing. The boat from Normans caught up to us and gave us a lead into the harbor, forcing Bob to stop just sailing and crank the motor up in order to keep up with them. We got into a slip about 3 after 41 nm at an average speed of 5.3 knots, and I cleared the cockpit of equipment very quickly, went up and got a splitter (to hook up the electricity - we have 30 amp and the marina has only 50 amp plugs), and hustled Bob into a car to go to the walk-in medical clinic.

The street side of the marina from a subsequent visit

They took his history and symptoms, BP etc., and then the two doctors looked at each other with silent communication.

Then they told Bob that they had no facilities to deal with this (would not tell him if he had a heart attack or not, but I could tell that they thought he had), and that while they could give him an EKG, they couldn't do the other tests, and that he should really go to the hospital emergency room. Could they call us a cab?

We had seen the hospital on the way to the clinic, and Bob said he felt better standing up rather than sitting, so he thought we'd walk to the hospital. So we did. It was about 1/4 mile, a little bit uphill and the rest downhill. I think it was a little farther than Bob thought it was.

Walking to the hospital

Doctor's Hospital 2016

When we got there, they were doing construction work on the main entrance, so we had to find our way in through the hospital but we eventually got to a very crowded waiting room. People with broken legs, people throwing up etc. I collared someone in a white coat and said that my husband had chest pains. Bob thinks this was the cardiologist, but I think it was a billing clerk. In any case, he was whisked onto a stretcher (they didn't have a cubicle for him - he was in the hall), and was immediately hooked up to a machine that showed the blood O2, the heart rate and the BP. We went through the drill again of the onset of symptoms and we told them what we had been doing.

They tried a nitroglycerin patch, but he said that it did not alleviate the pain, so they gave him morphine. This had the effect of reducing his BP way way down, and his heart rate slowed to about 37 bpm, and he got woozy, his eyes rolled up in his head and he passed out. I was there sitting on the floor next to the crash cart (while I was waiting, I read the directions) and I panicked when I saw him flatlining, and I said "HEY "and waved my hands to draw the doc's attention to what was going on, so they gave him another shot, and things returned to normalish.

They did an EKG, and took blood etc. The ER doctor said to me, "Normally we like to get treatment within an hour..." and then her voice trailed off and she looked at me. But the cardiologist determined that he had indeed had a heart attack and showed me on a TV sonogram type screen (the bill called it a Doppler Echo) that one section of his heart wasn't beating as actively as the rest. Since they couldn't keep him in the ER because they needed the space, they admitted him to the ICU.

The person who does the paperwork and requires payment had taken a $1000 charge on my credit card for the ER. He then said that he needed $10,000 for the ICU, and we both nearly had another attack right there. It turned out that was for Friday to Sunday, so he allowed as how he would only need $4000 for the night. He also said the air ambulance would be about $4000. So I took care of the ICU charge (used a different credit card with a higher limit), and then we took Bob to the ICU. They put the little monitor machine on the gurney with him, and trundled us all up there.

By this time it was getting late, and I made sure that he would get dinner (the kitchen was closed, but they made him a tuna sandwich), and then he told me to go back to the marina and get the boat ready to be left, and to be sure to get something to eat first. Bob gave me his shoes, shirt wallet, checkbook, glasses and everything except his travelers checks and the change in his pockets (they were in the back pockets of his pants and he was lying on them) to take back to the boat with me. I was told to have the security guard call a cab. So I did, and he did, and I got back to the marina.

I told the girl at the front desk what was going to be happening, and then went down to the little sports bar/restaurant (Bob wanted me to get shrimp tempora at the Japanese restaurant again, but I wasn't up for that), and got a chicken dinner which seemed to take forever to come. I got it to go.

RosalieAnn at the marina dock from the Japanese restaurant on a previous visit

As I was walking out the door, I met another couple also with a to-go box and asked them where they were in the marina, and it turned out they were on a sailboat two boats up from us. I asked them if they wouldn't want some of the food in the refer which I was either going to give away or throw out, and they said yes. So I went aboard (it was low tide), and also called to the boats next to us on each side. PROMISE, whom we had talked to when we came in on the port side were apparently fast asleep, but on the other side, they were sitting up in the cockpit, and all came over.

I cleaned out the refer, giving away a great amount of food (two kitchen trash bags full) to the two boats. I asked one of them to explain to Herb the SSB weather guy where we'd gone, so he wouldn't worry and he said he would. Then I tried to find the bag that Bob said to pack in, and couldn't - it was dark, and the bag was black and in the V-berth (the bow stateroom). Bob said I should have used a flashlight, but I had light, it just wasn't pervasive or strong enough.

I decided just to go to bed - turned on the Bahamas radio, and dozed off a bit. Woke about 2 am, shifted some more stuff around in the freezer and I think I called my sister (their time would be 1 hour later and she is a night owl). Then I went back to bed and slept until about 6:30. Got up and had a shower. One of the guys from the other boats came over the check the lines for me, and brought me one of my bagels I had given them, toasted and buttered.

I found the bag and packed. I was afraid I would lose the wallet, which was small and brown, so I stuck it in the toe of his shoe, and then I packed about 3 days worth of clothes for each of us, two computers (one with email stuff and photos and one with financial spread sheets etc.). I gave the rest of the stuff that I still had to the lady on PROMISE, and he gave me the phone number of Carolyn Wardle, the lady that runs the BASRA weather net and said that they boarded boats at their place, and her husband Nick could move it over there for me. I asked the guys on the other side to wash the salt of the boat for us, and they said they'd be glad to.

They also helped me up to the front with my bags which were almost too heavy for me to carry.

Nassau Harbour Club Hotel And Marina (photo taken the previous week)

I decided to put the dinghy lock on the aft cabin, and take the key to it (we only have one) with me. I was leaving the port in the head, and the middle stern ports open for ventilation. It doesn't usually rain in there, and I put the dirty clothes on the shelf under the port in case it did. That way the fan that is attached to the solar panel will keep the cabin ventilated. I also left the port in the forward head, and the port over the galley sink (which goes into the cockpit under the bimini) open in the forward cabin.

I locked all the cockpit lockers. I turned off all the batteries, and all the electricity, and took my key to the padlocks and put a plasticized boat card on it to label it. I then gave that key to the marina in case they had to move the boat. They could get into the main cabin with that key to turn on the engine and lights.

So I was ready to leave, but I wanted to talk to Peter the dockmaster before I left. He was supposed to be there at 9, but he wasn't. I finally decided to leave without talking to him, and told the guy with the cars at the hotel that I was ready to leave, and gave the boat key to the girls at the front desk. Then I decided to look and see what money I had so I wouldn't get Bahamian change, and couldn't find Bob's wallet. I went through my fanny pack 3 times, and looked in the bags, but couldn't find it. I asked the car guy to wait, and went back to the boat and unlocked it and tore the aft cabin apart and couldn't find it. I also asked where I'd had dinner, and he said he hadn't seen it.

I went back to the lobby (by this time Peter was there). I talked to him about the rate for the boat, and he said he wouldn't charge for water or electricity while we weren't there (and he didn't charge for what I used the previous night), but that it didn't make sense to have a reduced rate when the marina was full (and I can see his point).

I drove to the hospital in a very distracted state. I had to pay for the car with a $20, and got Bahamian bills as change. The nurse at the desk found out what taxi I had taken the night before and they called the driver at his home and he looked in his cab and said he didn't find it. I talked to our daughter on the phone, and gave her my credit card numbers, and she started calling them to cancel them. She said not to tell Bob, but I couldn't do that.

Bob had me empty my fanny pack on his bed, and he conceded that it really wasn't there. I finally hauled the bags into his area of the ICU (they were carried up by the security guard when I got to the hospital) and unpacked them - where of course I found his wallet where I had packed it in the toe of his shoe. I totally had no recollection of putting it there. But Thank Goodness to have found it. The cards would be easy to replace, but his Navy ID would be much more difficult. So I called our daughter again, and she'd just gotten off the phone after talking to the last card.

In the meantime, I was to have been at the hospital and Bob was to have been flown out at 10:30, but the Nassau hospital wouldn't release Bob until they knew he had a bed in Miami. They also wanted to know that the Miami hospital would take our insurance (which was a bit of overkill because Bob was on Medicare). There was a lot of too and froing on the phone between the patient coordinator Patricia and our daughter and the hospital until that was settled. Then the Nassau cardiologist said that he had to have a doctor fly with him, and then changed his mind and said only a nurse was necessary as Bob was stable. They brought Bob lunch, which he didn't have time to eat all of as they were finally prepping him for the trip. I ate some of it ( the mashed potatoes and the jello).

Also he (the cardiologist) rendered his bill, and I gave his office girl the credit card I'd used for the ICU to pay it with. She came back to get me as they were getting Bob ready and said that I needed to come and give the card verbal authorization as they'd put a stop on it. So I trekked down the elevator and across and up another elevator, and waited in his office until they got the credit card company on the phone. They had just thought it odd that we'd gone for months without using the card, and now all of a sudden we had two big charges on it. (It wasn't one of the cards that our daughter put a stop on because I knew we had charges on it.)

Then I trekked back, and they were waiting for me to get back so we could go.

They put Bob on a stretcher with his little machine attached, and stuck my bags on there too, and we went down the elevator, and they put the whole thing in the ambulance. I rode in the front - Bob was in the back with the two nurses - very pretty girls.

We got to the airport, and they unloaded him (short wait while they fueled the plane which was a "ICU/CCU equipped fixed wind Piper Navajo Chieftain").

They had him on a flexible thing with handles, and they picked that up off the stretcher, and slid him onto a stretcher on the plane, and then rehooked him back up to his monitor. The pilot put my bags in the nose of the plane, took our passports, and also the immigration forms we'd filled out when we came in (and which I had remembered to bring with me) and the nurse and I strapped into our seats and we were off.

Leaving Nassau airport

Bob's head was in back of the pilot. He could tilt his head back and see what the instruments were doing upside down, and he could raise his head a little to see a little bit out the window.

Bob in air ambulance

It was quite cloudy and I couldn't see the ground very much after takeoff. I caught a glimpse of

Andros

but that was about it.

Halo around the plane flying over the clouds

It seemed like the flight lasted a long time. We went south and then west, and then north. We started descending through the clouds (was a little bumpy), and then I could see Miami. We landed, and I asked to use the bathroom, so I went in to the customs trailer. The pilot went through customs for us, and then gave me back our passports, and we all loaded into an ambulance. Bob in the back with nurse and EMT, and me in front with the driver. Difference was I could hear what was going on in the back because th window was open. There was a traffic tie-up because of construction when we got to the hospital so the driver burped his siren a bit.

This time the stretcher didn't have room for the bags, so the driver and EMT carried them for me. They took him to the Cardiac Care Unit, which was a little like an ICU just for heart patients with what appeared to me to be weird visiting hours - 1/2 hour every 2 hours from 7 am to 9 pm. I went and found our daughter in the waiting room while they hooked Bob back up to the machine, and got him settled. He had a TV here.

He was supposed to go to what they called the "Cat Lab" for an angiogram and angioplasty, and the person doing this procedure was Dr. Chua. But the floor nurse didn't have orders to send him down. So eventually, our daughter and I went down to the hospital cafeteria to eat. She didn't like the food, but I was hungry as all I'd had to eat that day was a bagel, and about a half cup of mashed potatoes and a little jello.

I called on the cell phone from the cafeteria, and was told that Bob had gone down to the Cat Lab. I also called the boat the Wardel's number and made arrangements for Nick to come get the boat and sail it around to his place which was much cheaper than the Nassau marina. (I couldn't use the cell phone in the hospital proper.) I told him that since you have to contact the Nassau Harbour people to get permission to move a boat that he should bring a radio as our radios were all locked in the aft cabin. When we finished dinner, we went to the Cat Lab waiting room, which was really crowded.

Bob said later that they were doing a lot of the procedures, and it was just like an assembly line. There was no one at the desk when we came in, and eventually someone appeared and our daughter got her parking pass validated. Then he disappeared again. I used the local phone to call for information to see whether Bob had been done yet about 7:30, and realized after a minute or two that the phone at the information desk beside me (with no attendant) was the one that was ringing, so I hung up and called back, and this time they connected me to the Cat Lab. They said he was just going in for the procedure.

Sometime after 8, Dr. Chua came in and got us and we saw Bob in the recovery area. He seemed to be in good spirits. Dr. Chua said to make an appointment with his office for Tuesday. He seemed pleased with the operation, but said that he and Dr. Galbut had been waiting for Bob 'all day'. I went home with my daughter (I was tired). Bob was given his dinner when he got back to the CCU about 10 pm.

I woke up in the middle of the night, and didn't know where I was - the bed was not moving and there were no boat noises or monitor lights (we have a CO detector in the aft cabin which has a green pilot light on it).

February 10
My daughter drove me in and dropped me off Sat morning, and I stayed all day until dinner (they didn't actually make me stay just half an hour at a time). Bob was asleep when I went in, and I just sat there and read a magazine until the nurse waked him. They wouldn't let him go to the bathroom, so he just peed into the bottle and decided not to do anything else rather than use the bedpan. Daughter came back at night and brought dinner which we ate in the waiting room while the shift changed.

Sunday Feb 11

The next day, she took me to the metro, and I rode that in.

metro from the hospital room

They decided that he could go up on the telemetry flour, so we trundled up there with a little portable monitor. I had brought Bob's pjs, so once we got settled up there, he took a shower and used the toilet and put on his pajamas. They gave him green sticky socks (with stuff on the bottom so he wouldn't slip). He was hooked to a monitor thing that broadcast the vitals to a room at a central location, so I couldn't see what his BP and heart rate were anymore. And they took the O2 clip off his finger I think. The one in the Bahamas would go on any finger - the one in Miami had to be on a certain finger.

So Bob could get up and walk around, but still couldn't shave with a razor with an electric cord. His face was getting a little bristley. He had a battery operated razor on the boat, but I took it out of his toilet kit to put his medications in. This room had a phone, where we could take calls, and a TV. It looked out on the city and we could see the Metro and the big flag flying on the roof of the hospital below us. Our daughter came with dinner again.

Monday Feb 12

Monday, our daughter had an early flight, so our son-in-law took me to the Metro on his way in to work. They told us he could go home, so I brought clothes in - I brought pants that he normally wears with a belt, and I forgot the belt - I brought it from the boat, but did not bring in to the hospital as I almost never wear belts - just did not think of it.

The doctor called in and talked to Bob and said he could leave, but did not give the nurses the OK, or they missed it. So lunch came and went. Our daughter took her daughter to gymnastics and then came to pick us up, but we didn't have the OK yet. I called the doc's office, and they didn't know where he was or wouldn't say.

She couldn't park in the garage as she had the Excursion which was too tall, or we thought it might be too tall, and she couldn't bring our granddaughter in anyway. So she sat in the parking lot fuming for about an hour and a half. Finally she got the doc's office number from us, and called herself, and IMMEDIATELY, we got the OK. (She is very forceful when she's annoyed) Fortunately our grandchild slept while she waited.

Recovery
We saw 2 of our grandson's baseball games,

granddaughter at her brother's game

and we went to the boat show.

Listened to a couple of seminars there. Went down to Homestead a couple of times to cash checks and go to the commissary, and we hung out at our daughter's and watching the Olympics etc.

Bob watching the Olympics on TV

We had a doc's apt with Dr. Galbut on Thurs the 14th, and he told Bob he'd been very lucky. Didn't even take his BP. He was have an apt with Dr. Chua the following Tuesday

The following Tuesday (Feb 19th) Bob went to the appointment with Dr. Chua who did the angioplasty. His office manager, Chrissy, is a major screw-up. When I made the appointment originally, her computers were down, and she was the one who couldn't or wouldn't tell me where he could be found so that Bob could leave the hospital. He apparently isn't seeing patients this week, and they phoned our home back in ***Leonardtown*** to tell us the appointment had been rescheduled.

When I said that next Tuesday (26th) wasn't satisfactory, one of the girls took pity on us, and tried to reschedule for this week. I was there for 1.5 hours watching the office operation - seeing people searching for records that Chrissy (at another office) wanted, and eventually, finding that she had taken said records with her etc. There was a new girl - her first day on the job, and no one apparently could take the time to even tell her that Chrissy was the office manager and that she was at another office so that she could give that info to callers without bothering Cassandra, who seemed to be the only person who knew anything.

In any case, they rescheduled with Dr. Chua's partner for Thursday, and we will hopefully be good to go on Friday - we can ride to the airport with our daughter and take the first flight of the day to Nassau. We are preparing for that.

Bob went to a Perkins place here, and got a head gasket set, so he has a spare, and then he went to get more grout whitener so he could finish the guest bathroom - he's painting the whitener on with a paintbrush. He's also staining and varnishing some book shelves for our granddaughter's room. I managed to find a wallpaper frieze that looks good with the quilt on her bed on the internet and we went to another baseball game

The last night, we all went out to dinner at P.F. Changs in Kendall

Monday - Feb 25, 2002 - returning to the boat
Our son-in-law gave us a folding bag so that we could distribute our stuff so that each bag was lighter.

He took us in to the airport, and we checked in and checked one bag, because Bob didn't want his pocket knife taken away. I left behind my favorite white hat which I hung in the hall and forgot. We walked down to the gate, and sat down to wait. I downloaded pocketmail. They were supposed to start boarding at 6:35, and finally about 7, they started, only to soon say that there was a mechanical problem, and they'd let us know by 7:20 (which was the expected departure time). So about 7:20 they started boarding again. Some people went behind a screen for further check, and some didn't. We went out to the bus. Everyone appeared to want to stand rather than sit in the back. Don't know why, because the back of the bus would get there as soon as the front.

There were 5 non-revs, plus the Bahamas Air flight that morning had been canceled, so the plane was nearly full.

There was another flight going to Orlando from an adjacent gate, and we dropped some people off at that plane first. I wondered for awhile if the driver was lost, as he appeared to be driving around at random. We had seats C1 and D1 at the bulkhead, so my carry on went in the overhead, but Bob's didn't fit there and had to be gate checked.

Government Cut

We had a nice flight going over Bimini (didn't get a picture), seeing

Ocean Key

(aragonite mining)

Grand Bahama Banks from the air

Then we circled over New Providence Island with the morning sun glinting off the water

landing at Nassau airport

and landed at Nassau airport. Since we were bringing back boat parts, we had to account for them with our cruising permit (which I had with me). Nick picked us up at the airport (We phoned from between customs and immigration at the airport - Nick said he met people and not planes. He was proved right, when our plane was over an hour late.) and took us to his house

Verandas

Bahamas Woodstar hummingbird

view in Coral Harbour

where the boat was docked. We opened the boat up and put away our clothes etc.

RosalieAnn, rafted with laundry on the lifelines

While we were there, another CSY came through canals right by Nick's dock
The next day, after another boat came in, Nick took us to the market, where we got produce and meat, and took a taxi back. Thursday, Nick took us in to Nassau, where we joined BASRA (Bahamas Air Sea Rescue).

old buoy at BASRA

Then we went to the cruiser's lunch at Crocodiles with him. Each of us paid for our own lunch - there were no reservations - we just showed up and joined the group.

Anchorage and Atlantis from Crocodiles

Bob with other cruisers in green shirt on the right

Nick (white hat) at Crocodiles - Nassau

Cruisers dinghy-ing away from lunch

We had a nice time talking to the folks anchored in Nassau Harbour at that time. Friday, we also went in while Nick went to the store to deliver a package that he forgot the first time and pick up his mail.