The Abacos are one of the Bahamas most social cruising grounds. We know vessels who spend months moored in Hopetown, a popular gathering spot. Moorings, the bare-boat charter company, has its base in Marsh Harbor a short sail from Hopetown. We understand why. Within the Abacos’ protective outer reefs numerous small towns offer their version of conch salads and rum punch all within a couple hour sail of one another. The VHF radio and cruisers net crackles with vessels planning their on-shore rendezvous. By early May when we arrived, however, our Bahama clock was running down as other priorities pulled us north. Thus, we generally eschewed socializing and shore for quiet anchorages as we moved steadily towards Grand Sale Cay to position ourselves for our return to the United States. Grand and Little Sale Cays, our last two Bahamian anchorages, afforded two more nights of solitude. Watching sun dogs paint the sky after an afternoon of snorkeling while lazily cleaning Elizabeth Jean’s hull, Eric wrote in the log “it is crazy to stop cruising.”
The above chart depicts the Abacos in relationship to Grand Bahama (where we began our Bahama visit in February at West End). Grand Sale Cay, one of our last anchorages three months later, is immediately to the right of its label on the chart. Grand Sale is approximately 100 nautical miles from West Palm Beach Florida.
Light refracting through ice crystals form sun dogs, or are they just magic?