Feb 22, 2011
Where I stayed
Hope Town Marina mooring ball
Today we are going to Hope Town. We are sad to leave this beautiful place, but we have heard so much about Hope Town that we are also excited to leave. So under clear blue skies we sailed through the turquoise waters and arrived at 11:30 a.m. A very short sail. Typical chartbook directions for entering Hope Town's harbor: "For a draft of 5'-6' mean low water from a spot north of the Parrot Cays, head toward Eagle Rock (yellow house with satellite dish) when the narrow concrete road (which looks like a sidewalk) is straight, turn and head directly toward it (bearing 149M) as though you were going to drive onto it
. Two white posts with red triangles on the NE side of the road form a range." Believe it or not these were very good directions. Dibs on This and Savage found a couple of mooring balls and tied up. One of the original wooden Bahamian racing boats was moored next to us (see picture of "Abaco Rage" below). We couldn't wait to explore. Hope Town village was founded in 1785 and is home to the candy striped Elbow Cay Reef Lighthouse. The island is a combination of local Bahamians, who are loyalists, people who sided with the British crown during the American Revolution. Many of these descended from original settler Wyannie Malone. There are also second home owners and boaters. Hope Town is said to be one of the most picturesque settlements in the Bahamas and that it is. There is a rooster nearby that crows from early morning to dusk. The roads are only the width of one car. There is lush vegetation and scarlet bougainvillea everywhere and the homes and shops are all pastel shades of blue, pink, yellow and green. The harbor is home to only three marinas, but there are over 100 boats on mooring balls. We took the dingy over to Captain Jack's, a waterfront watering hole with great seafood and had drinks and appetizers and then we walked the narrow streets to the entrance to the harbor. A dingy race was in progress just outside the harbor. We continued exploring and found a cemetery from the 1800's with limestone crypts above ground that were crumbling. Next we climbed a bluff and found the ocean. The sand was actually pink. Waves were breaking over the coral reefs close to shore. It was gorgeous. We walked for a while drinking in the beauty of it all then went back to the boats in late afternoon and had an early supper. Tomorrow is another day.
Monday, March 7 - The last several days were spent relaxing in Treasure Cay. Chad was talking with this boater yesterday who was single handing and found out he owns a Seidelman 29 and he told Chad that he had died twice and they brought him back and had a heart transplant and then decided to go cruising. What a story. So this morning we were awake at 5 a.m. to watch a thunderstorm nearby. Luckily it went south of us. As we left the anchorage at 8 a.m. we passed this immaculate Seidelman 29 and the name on the boat was "Change of Heart."