So, good-natured Laurie bravely boarded the Bahamasair flight from Nassau to Marsh Harbour, where we were sure to be waiting in a marina, somewhere, most likely. I’m quite certain her confidence level plummeted at one point during her 4 hour wait in Nassau when she asked if the 4:45 flight was on time (the last flight of the day) to be met with a nonchalant “probably, but you never know!”. Always manage expectations, I say.
Not wishing to add to her stress, we took a taxi to the Marsh Harbour International Airport (no joke) to make sure she had a couple of friendly and familiar faces to greet her. Her plane was landing as we arrived. To watch as that sturdy, yet tiny, Dash 8 unloaded all those weary passengers, reminded us of the circus act with all those clowns coming out of that VW bug – the passengers just coming out. Thankfully, Laurie was among them – ready to go with her tank top, shorts and flip-flops.
Light luggage in hand (good girl), we were brought to the Mangoes Marina in Marsh Harbour, by trusty and friendly Barbara (taxi #99 – agent 99 as Scott liked to call her).
We spent a great week together with many highlights:
- Provisioning and boat card printing in Marsh Harbour (ah the hilarity and fun)
- Off-roading in search of Lola’s Bakery for cinnamon buns in Man-O-War and meeting the delightful yet highly arthritic Lola and her trusted, entrepreneurial husband, Martin
- Humouring Scott as he got himself oriented to his new toy – GoPro Camera
- Gawking at the amazing natural and unnatural sights at Treasure Cay beach where we spent 3 amazing days; I don't think those boys from GTC are bringing sexy back anytime soon!
- Getting smoked out at the Bahamas Beach Club BBQ buffet while being serenaded by Brown Tip Rack and Scrape band, featuring little Eddy. The meal was lovely though.
- Diverting course to Baker’s Bay Marina in Great Guana Cay for a desperate pump-out (ah the glamour); pleasantly surprised by the newly developed marina/resort
- Climbing the steep spiral stairs of the Elbow Cay Lighthouse in anticipation of a fantastic Hopetown vista (we were not denied)
- Questioning how a cute, blonde-headed 9-year-old girl was allowed to win $230 at “JACKS” (Hopetown equivalent to Bingo) at a local bar – sour grapes aside, is that legal?!
- Spelunking through coral rocks along the Hopetown Atlantic Beach in search of immobile shells and rocks
- Being rescued by Don, the genteel Psychiatrist from Stuart, when the trusty Johnson 15 that always starts, didn’t start (ah the adventures). The ice cream from the Sugar Shack was a nice diversion though.
- And lots of good food, great company, and wonderful memories to treasure.
Loved having you aboard Lou – you’re a good sport. Nice tan, by the way!
Lovely infinity pool in Baker's Bay Marina, Guana Cay |
Buddies catching up during happy hour at Tipsy Turtle |
Bahama Beach Club BBQ and smokeshow |
Overlooking Hopetown Harbour and Revi there on the right |
I'm NOT looking down! |
The beautiful Hopetown Atlantic Beach |
Beautiful Hopetown sunset from Cap'n Jacks |
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