Day 171, Tuesday December 10th

Day 171, Tuesday December 10^th

Last night was the quietest, windless night we have had.  We could hear the krill clicking away at our hull.  We started experiencing this noise once we hit salt water.  We lay in bed and it sounds like a crackling fire.  At first we wondered if there was an electrical problem, but quickly learned it was water life eating away at anything on the hull.  Last night was the loudest.  Someone told us it was a sign of healthy water.  With no wind it was a bit hot, and we were not generating any power which is a drag. 

We wandered into the office in the morning as we are anchored in a man made channel and the resort that owns the channel charges for anchoring.  It is only $10 and that entitles us to use their showers, pool and internet so not a big deal at all.  There is a dolphin wandering around surfacing in and about the boats which is neat to see.  We are also told there are large tarponds in the area which are fish as large as people.   We did not see any of those today, but will look for them tomorrow.

Bill, Bill, Julie, Judy and Dawson at Treasure Cay

We do a traditional beach hike which is gorgeous, find a bakery and share a delicious cinnamon bun, and then head up to the pool to read and relax.  We meet up with the Chapell’s which are on the boat Charbonneau and we had met them in Marsh Harbour and they had sailed out of Hampton with the Salty dawg rally also.  We arranged to meet later for dinner.

Before heading to dinner, we  bump into Cool Running, the world is very small here.

Dinner is great, lobster and fish for us.  After dinner we head back to the boat for a coffee and game of Kings Cribbage.  We are playing in the cockpit and it is difficult to concentrate as we constantly hear splashes etc.  Finally Julie gets the spotlight to see if we can find the culprit making the noise.  We see some movement, but not a good view.  We are confident it is the dolphin though as it is so close we can hear it breathing as it surfaces every minute or so.  We toss a few cookie crumbs into the water and watch small sharklike fish surfacing for treats.  They don’t like it when we shine the spotlight on them, they quickly seek the shadows of the boat.

Cheers

Julie and Dawson