Green Turtle in Little Harbour
Thursday, May 8 - 12
Moving a short distance up the coast got us to Little Harbour and the shallower waters between the cays and the mainland. Little Harbour was settled in the 1950s by a sculptor who established his studio and gallery there. These are still present, and Pete's Pub is run by his son. It is a small circular harbour with lots of mooring balls and surrounded by homes very reminiscent of modern cottage country in Canada. A quick look at real estate prices shows that these are astronomical. The harbour is almost full of boats despite the total lack of any facilities other than the bar. There are fishing charters operating out of here and as we are on the mainland, access by car to other parts of Abaco. One of the first things we noticed was that there are several green turtles living here, and they rise to the surface frequently to breathe and glance around. They are pretty timid and it's hard to get a photo of them. They are protected in this harbour, though local people can catch them elsewhere for food.
We visited Pete's in the late afternoon and had some killer rum punches (Pete's motto: "why walk when you can crawl"). We met some local ferry operators and a delivery captain. Some areas of the Abacos are still supposed to speak English accented similar to old English, vestiges of the Loyalist settlements, and we felt we could certainly discern that in the ferry captains. The pub's ceiling is hung with T-shirts sporting boat logos and place names, mainly from the States and after we left it got very busy. People must drive there, as well as having the cruiser traffic.
Twice largish rays jumped out of the water near our boat, arcing 3 or 4 feet into the air before reentering the water. Amazing in a place so full of boats and dinghys. There have been a lot of rays most of the places we have been since the Grand Banks but this is the first time we have seen them jump.
Maintenance wise we have been able to trace the wiring for the solar panels that are on the boat and have managed to hook them up. They seem to work though we have yet to determine how well. Our generator is giving us a red alarm light so Chris has accessed it to try and find the fault. So far he hasn't been able to fix it, but it seems to be something we can live with (carefully) until we can get back to the States.
Moving a short distance up the coast got us to Little Harbour and the shallower waters between the cays and the mainland. Little Harbour was settled in the 1950s by a sculptor who established his studio and gallery there. These are still present, and Pete's Pub is run by his son. It is a small circular harbour with lots of mooring balls and surrounded by homes very reminiscent of modern cottage country in Canada. A quick look at real estate prices shows that these are astronomical. The harbour is almost full of boats despite the total lack of any facilities other than the bar. There are fishing charters operating out of here and as we are on the mainland, access by car to other parts of Abaco. One of the first things we noticed was that there are several green turtles living here, and they rise to the surface frequently to breathe and glance around. They are pretty timid and it's hard to get a photo of them. They are protected in this harbour, though local people can catch them elsewhere for food.
We visited Pete's in the late afternoon and had some killer rum punches (Pete's motto: "why walk when you can crawl"). We met some local ferry operators and a delivery captain. Some areas of the Abacos are still supposed to speak English accented similar to old English, vestiges of the Loyalist settlements, and we felt we could certainly discern that in the ferry captains. The pub's ceiling is hung with T-shirts sporting boat logos and place names, mainly from the States and after we left it got very busy. People must drive there, as well as having the cruiser traffic.
Twice largish rays jumped out of the water near our boat, arcing 3 or 4 feet into the air before reentering the water. Amazing in a place so full of boats and dinghys. There have been a lot of rays most of the places we have been since the Grand Banks but this is the first time we have seen them jump.
Maintenance wise we have been able to trace the wiring for the solar panels that are on the boat and have managed to hook them up. They seem to work though we have yet to determine how well. Our generator is giving us a red alarm light so Chris has accessed it to try and find the fault. So far he hasn't been able to fix it, but it seems to be something we can live with (carefully) until we can get back to the States.
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