We had just arrived to a new anchorage at Water Cay in the Jumentos. Tucker was begging to head out fishing as soon as the anchor was set. Lucy was already in her swimsuit and Charlie had his snorkel gear on before we even got in the dinghy. So off we went – in search of a nice reef to fish and snorkel before dinner. That’s when it happened. Logan speared the largest Nassau grouper to date and launched it up out of the water into our dinghy. The fish was greeted with screams of surprise, joy and in Lucy’s case – terror. The four of us had been bobbing up and down in the dinghy calmly discussing evening plans when BAM! Giant flopping beast landed with a thud inches from our toes – spear still sticking out of its back and mouth open so wide it could have swallowed a softball. I’m just glad no one fell off the dinghy backwards trying to escape! It was a pretty hilarious memory that we will all keep forever. We LOVE the Jumentos.
That was actually the second time Lucy cried a lot this week. This nomadic lifestyle keeps us all moving – lots of the time in different directions. We had to say goodbye to our close friends on Bijou de la Mer, including Lucy’s best friend. Tears were shed, favorite clothes swapped, and plans were made for a reunion. Love you guys.
The good news is that before all the weeping, we were all smiles. The last six weeks in Georgetown were a combination of way too much fun as we hosted two spring breaks and a settled routine including lots of diving for Logan and lots of beach playdates for the rest of us. The Gunderman Family and the Krutsch Family both made return visits this year. Nothing makes me happier than a boat full of happy giggling friends. I did get stung by a lion fish and whewee! Those suckers sure do pack a punch!
Once all that spring break fun came to an end, we started looking for weather for our own departure. We were feeling like our anchor was stuck and needed to be…unstuck. Logan’s love of diving and spearing pushed us south back to the Jumentos for the third time this year. So with a light north wind, we set out at first light in order to make it to the cut with just enough water to get us through. The winds were light enough for a few days to anchor out in the middle of the banks in order to snorkel a giant blue hole. It was a jam packed two days of fun that loaded up our fridge with so much fresh fish that my recipe list has been completely exhausted – luckily the internet has one or two for us to try.
We plan to sail around for the next few months, exploring new islands and soaking up as much salt, sand and sea as we can. Even though hurricane season is still a few months away, it looms. But for now, we cruise. Hopefully with fewer tears for Lucy.