Treehouse by the Sea
Travel Blogs from Great Abaco Island
Winding down.......
... mode right now, biding our time between searching out our next meal, the pool, and the beach. The snorkeling here has been within walking distance again and fairly good. There are many private residences along the beach, so it is usually deserted. Nice for us.
There is so much to explore, even on these tiny cays. Just not enough time to do it all. Dale and Jack (with his dog,Ickie) have rejoined us. Jack was hoping Steve had found his way back here for some ...
More Green Turtle
... fascinating and held us captive all afternoon. We hunt for crabs and conch and marvel at the mangroves taking root along the shore. The mangroves send out shoots in perfectly straight lines that look like sentinels. We are sure that next year this year this area will look much different as the mangroves take hold. Denny finds some juvenile conch in the shallows. I love fresh conch salad, but as I learn more about the plight of the Queen conch, the more reluctant I am ...
On the move again
... the 17th and 18th centuries. During the 19th century it was considered the largest city in Abaco because it was the home of many large industries, including the pineapple, wrecking, bootlegging and shark fishing. Also during this time many residents moved to Key West, making the two islands sister islands in 1977. We were in town and ran into Elaine and Bill from Free Spirit who we were docked next to at the Harborage in Stuart. They finally made it down here.
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Tahiti Beach
... is the socialization piece. This, of course, is one of the most important aspects of cruising……or so it seems. Everyone has something to talk about, and because no one here is working right now, they have all kinds of time to talk. So after working around the boat, cooking, eating and socializing, there isn’t much time left in the day and we are ready for bed by 8 or 9!
Our friends Dale and his Mercedes have rejoined us for a ...
Still Anchored at Treasure Key
... this beach. It is truly one of God’s gifts. Each day brings a new hue to the water. We have seen the sea at both extremes. Like glass and then today roaring onto the beach as we watched "the rage" in the channels we had passed through just a few days earlier. The guide books tell us that if one tries to make a passage through the channels when the sea is churning, a rage, you won’t live to tell anyone about it. And we thought this would be a quiet romantic ...
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