With west component winds we decided to sail on down from Georgetown to Clarence Town on Long Island. Haven't been there by boat in years! Jerry had his lines out on the sail down and provided dinner and lunch and dinner and lunch......
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| Cero we believe, of the mackerel family. |
Clarence Town is a very quiet place - many homes abandoned after hurricane damage several years ago. The people that live there wave as they drive by and are welcoming. Clarence Town is known for the two churches - one Catholic and one Anglican both built by Father Jerome. He designed many hurricane-proof stonework churches on Long Island with thick walls and barrel vaulted roofs in the early 1900s.
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| Clarence Town, Long Island Catholic Church |
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| View from the Catholic Church |
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| Anglican Church (less than 1/4 mile from the Catholic Church) |
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| Anchored at Clarence Town Harbor. A yacht is the only other boat here. |
If we have need for a sign, someone locally has a thriving business!
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| I took this picture with my sister in mind who worked for a sign company near Rochester years ago. |
Long Island is appropriately named. Here's the chart of Long Island with a circle around Clarence Town.
When the winds turned east we sailed back north up the east coast of Long Island, around the top, and down the west side of Long Island to anchor in Thompson Bay (the X on the chart). So we sailed about 60 miles to end up about 16 miles from where we started!
Dolphins frolicked along the bow on the way!
One of our favorite hikes here.....
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| From the beach we take a trail to the main road - the Queen's Highway. Yup, this is it. The highway. |
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| Walk about a mile or more to Pole #108 where you'll see beach trash marking the pole. |
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| Follow the beach-trash marked trail. |
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| At the highest point on the trail you can see the dark blue ocean to the east and the light aqua shallow banks to the west. |
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| Beach trash used to make a trail marker used to make a hideaway. |
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| Home sweet home? |
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| Down the hill to the sounds of the waves crashing to the beach! |
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| A peaceful place to ponder. Not a raked and manicured beach on a resort but a natural Bahamian beach that "collects" plastic and other bits, some natural some man - made, from 100s or 1000s of miles away. |
It's hot and sticky, the wind is E 15-20 gusting to 25. Had our first little rain shower this morning since we arrived in the Bahamas. We'll head back to Georgetown sometime this week as I'll be flying home for Christmas and driving with Mom and Dad to Susan's in Maine. Jerry, as always, has no interest in going anywhere the temperature may fall below 70 and will be aboard Persephone..........
Happy Holidays!
Karen & Jerry
