Nancy and I headed into Hopetown today. We spent the
morning touring with a little shopping. Our first stop was at the
Lighthouse. We started up the 101 steps to the top, but Nancy stopped
after about 8 steps and informed me that she was afraid of heights and I
should just go up without her. We were discussing that I had been up
before, so maybe we should just head out. Right then, about 6 boy
scouts and their leader stepped up and said they would help. They. Had
her focus on the wall, and one scout talked to her about how there were
from Texas and were here as part of a Seacamp adventure on a sailboat.
Before you knew it, we were at the top. Nancy even went outside to take
in the view. When we were ready to go down, the leader helped her. He
kept his hand on the wall in front of her and told her to do the same
then watch his hand as they went down. It worked. I don’t think I
could have helped her they way they were able to. We stopped in the
gift shop just as the scouts were leaving. The leader gave Nancy a
metal stone/token with the lighthouse on one side and “shine” on the
other side. It was really special.
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inside at the top of the lighthouse |
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so proud to be at the top with our boat in the background |
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our boat |
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Hopetown harbour and Atlantic ocean beyond |
In Hopetown, we took in a
view of the Atlantic and some of the beautiful properties in town. She
was able to pick up a few souvenirs for family.
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at the museum/gift shop |
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public garden overlooking the Atlantic |
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amazing bushes |
We made it back
to the boat to move it at high tide, 2:30. We needed to go through a
shallow area to move south. (Key lime pie wouldn't be done until 4:00,
shucks.) We anchored at the north end of the Tilloo Bank on Tilloo
Cay. There were 2 other boats anchored there and we knew them both from
Brunswick, GA. Magnolia, who we saw in Marsh Harbor, and Patty Jean
with Jim and Wendy. Small world.
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lifting the anchor to leave |
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heading south |
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loving the smooth ride |
We spent some time at the beach
teaching Nancy to snorkel. She was getting the hang of it, but one of
our fins broke. Dave looked at both sets and the rubber was cracking.
Time to replace more equipment. But Nancy earned the nick name “Breaker
Breaker”.
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sea biscuit |
We had an awesome dinner of Dave’s grilled chicken with tzatziki sauce and veggies.
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who knows what that is all about |
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