I had a great birthday! Thanks everyone for making it special.
Our sails were so salty from the passage from Charleston to the Abacos. Every time we put the sail covers back on, they just collected salt, so we turned them inside out to wash them. Finally, after a few days we got ten minutes of rain to accomplish the task.
We use old hoses to pour slightly salty water, at 50 cents per gallon, into our tanks. Translation: Airing laundry is sometimes better than washing it!
Hope Town at night was magical. I need to learn my plants to tell apart the many types of palm trees.
Bill goes for a little exploration paddle early one morning outside of Hope Town Harbor.
The water is so shallow almost everywhere in the Bahamas. A bit unsettling when you sail until you get used to reading the depths. Alembic needs at least five feet. Even the rare spots that are twenty feet are so clear, you can watch the lobster crawling underneath you.