Dinghied into Crab Cay and found a few shells. A boatload of people came in after us, some in dress shoes—I’m not sure how they got ashore. They were having a ceremony to prevent the sell of Crab Cay, one man’s grandmother having lived there in the 1800s and farmed the island.
We saw Baroda and Local Knowledge leaving and a ketch coming in changing their minds and heading into beautiful Coconut Beach cove. We decided it was time to move on. The NE winds were still strong and we motorsailed to Green Turtle to charge the batteries. After slowly motoring through the shallow channel (seeing 6’5” at midtide), we found a spot of sand and dropped anchor. The place looks deserted with only 1 Sunsail boat at Green Turtle Marina, a few at Bluff House, and a few transient boats anchored (many that looked like local boats on moorings). Sad. The last time we were here in the spring of 2009 it was packed with both marinas near full and wall to wall boats in the anchorage. But it is early.
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