Still Moving Together

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The next few days were mostly just a blur of motoring downwind with a stiff breeze and hefty seas. Most of our hops seemed to be around 65 miles—nicely spaced for a solid 8 hour run, some afternoon playtime, and a good night of sleep.

We left the crappy anchorage at Abraham’s Bay at first light, and headed to Atwood Harbor where we knew we’d find relief in the calm, protected bay.

Unlike everywhere else in the Bahamas, Atwood Harbor has green water. No idea what causes that, as there isn’t a lot of growth on the island, and no settlement nearby.

The kids don’t mind.

Nobody minds this guy either.

From swimming with sharks to playing with tiny toys.

Underway, headed for a stop on Long Island.

Not what you like to see come out of the haze of a downpour while surfing wildly at ten knots.

It took us another couple days to run around the north end of Long Island and over to the Exumas. After a few tiring downwind sleigh ride days, we were happy to have some calmer conditions and get tucked up on the inside of the islands again.

Rat Cay Cut.

Lee Stocking Island. Once a bustling marine research facility, now nothing but ruins.

The kids were thrilled with the prospect of returning to Lee Stocking Island, because that meant they could play on their tractor again.

Crabby often has dinner with us.

Lowe, being the grubby boy that he is, doesn’t get a simple paper towel at dinner, he gets a wet washcloth. He then proceeds to drape it over his head, and wipe his hands off there. He’s quite proud of himself.

They had so much fun playing on this truck, it’s hard to adequately describe. When I said, “Hey, let me get a picture of you guys in front of your truck.” They both immediately threw their arms around each other and gave me the biggest genuine smiles I could have asked for.

They then wanted pics of all the cool stuff. Like hat hangers.

The plumbing.

The keys, the steering wheel, the gauges, and more.

Oh, and the bathroom sink.

Three days later Ouest still has some mysterious stain on the palm of her hand. We call it a tattoo now, because it doesn’t appear to be a substance that is ever coming off.

Pulling up to the Staniel Cay fuel dock. The water colors in the Bahamas really are insane. I forget sometimes, until I see them on the computer. After a few months of it you start to take it for granted. Then at night, on the screen, they pop out at me again.

Our Wedding Anniversary is old enough to drink. This was our rather half-assed attempt at an Anniversary photo.

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20 Comments on “Still Moving Together”

  1. The perfect start to the week. Congrats on your Anniversary, and thank the Models for me. They deserve a raise.

  2. Wow, 21 years! That is impressive congratulations! Something to aspire too, id better get on that as 30 is quickly approaching, and I have yet to find a wife. haha, when I “grow up” I want to be you guys. :p Happy Sails and Safe Travels

  3. I was having a crappy day till I read this. Now I can’t stop smiling. A very happy anniversary to the two of you.

  4. I love the home school photos, Lowe with his little tongue sticking out as he focuses on his coloring puzzle. They have the most wonderful home school/life school ever.. It’s been so nice to see the kids grow up through the blog.

  5. I know you are in the investment business….and the single best investment is in those two towheads! Well done!
    go get’m tiger(s)(resses)!

  6. Thanks, everyone, for the kind words. It would have been like most of days but we were at an island with a restaurant just by chance. All of us together, and no dishes. It was perfect.

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