Black Point & Farmer's Cay

After a week in Staniel Cay we decided to sail south a whooping 10 miles to Black Point. We heard they had a great laundromat there, and since we had not done laundry in about 3 weeks we really had to stop!!

When we left Staniel Cay I (Chennie) took the helm and sailed the boat right into the harbor. I'm starting to really get the feel of the boat and enjoying sailing her.

At Black Point we discovered a very nice small community. A school, grocery store, Loranies Cafe that had the most incredible fresh cocanut bread. We could of ate the whole loaf in one sitting! I made french toast with the coconut bread, and it was really good!! Preston enjoyed inspecting the wooden boat building going on near the main street of town.

We stayed in Black Point for a few days, then moved down further south to Farmers Cay for the 22nd annual 5 f's festival. They had a regatta (race) of small boats built by the local island's residents, lots of food booths, contests, and reggae music going really really loud. The racing boats were pretty interesting. They put 2x10 pieces of wood sticking out from the sides, and the crew climbs out when they are sailing to keep the boats from turning over when the wind is in the sail as they have no ballast. While we were in Farmers Cay we met a really nice couple from North Carolina on a sport fishing boat. They gave us a whole side of a 4' Mahi Mahi when Preston helped clean and fillet the fish! It was great, and we still have most of it in our freezer.

Preston entered the "best legs" contest, and lost, but he came home a winner since I was voted 2008 Princess of the Exumas in a wet T-Shirt Contest! It was pretty tame really. I won a new T-Shirt, a bottle of dark rum, and a red sash. When the festival was over we decided to sail back north to Staniel Cay so Preston could call his dad on his Birthday, and for the Super Bowl since they had a TV there. We had a great sail. The wind was from behind us and we just enjoyed the day sailing along at 6 knots with no engine running. All we could hear was the gurgle of the water past the hull. It was the best 15 miles we have sailed since we left NY. And I might add the water is like sailing in a swimming pool!! 12 feet deep with white sand on the bottom, and clear as a bell.

From here we are heading south to George Town about 4o miles away. There are hundreds of other boats there, and we'll catch up with friends we've met along the way for a couple of weeks.

Till next time,

Chennie and Preston

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