Governors Harbour is the quintessential Colonial town with colourful
painted houses dotting the hillside surrounded by lush greenery. Friday night
is Fish Fry night at a local restaurant so we were looking forward to
participating in the local activities. The restaurant was a short dinghy ride
across the bay as the tide was out we had to get out of the boat and walk the
dinghy in to tie it up. We were rather surprised to find out that the Fish Fry
was more geared to the tourists than the locals. I don’t know where everybody
came from but the place was packed with mostly Canadians and a few Americans!
We had the choice of fish, chicken or pork, the fish still had the head on it,
which was not real appetizing to me. We had the pork with the usual Bahamian side
dishes of rice and beans, mac n cheese and coleslaw, it was all very good.
There was a dj playing and it was a fun evening of dancing and meeting people.
At one point the dj asked for volunteers and before I knew it Richard was up
there, I knew that he obviously hadn’t been paying attention to what the dj had
been saying because it was minutes later when the Michael Jackson dance competition
started that Richard made a beeline back to me!!!! He is so not a dancer!
We
spent the days touring the town and swimming around the boat and the evenings
getting together with other cruisers. There was a kids learn to sail program
going on and the cruisers seemed to be anchored in the middle of it so it was
fun to watch the kids (both tourists and local children) sailing around us. One
little guy lost his sunglasses overboard to we lent him our mask and snorkel to
retrieve it. Richard, Paul and Phyllis headed out to a local beach and I
enjoyed some rare alone time reading in our swinging chair.
This boat (more of a raft actually) is the Antiki which made
a trip from Canary Islands to St Maarten a few years ago to raise awareness for
clean water. It seems permanently anchored here now, can’t imagine crossing the
ocean in that. The “head” is a hole in the middle of a long plank sticking out
of the stern, better be a seatbelt!
Monday morning
the weather forecast predicted a good day for sailing so we headed out for Rock
Sound. It was a beautiful day, the first real good sailing weather we’ve had in
a long time, winds were from the east at about 15 knots and we flew along doing
about 6kts and arrived by 1 PM.