Low Tide

A very low tide attracted us to the coral and rock section of the beach. Stepping carefully across the uneven rocks, not just to preserve wildlife, but also to forestall the need for De Anne to carry me home if I twisted an ankle - we saw small darting fish and a multitude of sea snails.

 Look close - snails find any small crevice they can.

There are bigger creatures just a few more yards out. Our neighbors for the month (Bob and Joyce) were walking the beach when a local Bahamanian man emerged from the water just off our beach with a small barrel of lobsters. Using the time-honored tradition of offering cash, Bob was able to persuade the diver to part with 2 lobsters. They were still alive when I took this shot. Note my rum and coke in the shot to add perspective.

We took the ferry to Port Lucaya and this shot is our condo from the bay.

Calm or Cruise ship day

The cruise ships docking in Freeport land in a commercial port with no beach or shopping near by. Those wanting a Bahamian beach experience are bused (by the hundreds) to our beach. What they get are ample opportunities to ride jet skis, banana boats and paddle boards. An open air restaurant/bar, of epic size, is waiting and hundreds of plastic chairs are neatly lined in the sand facing the ocean.

Our first clue of a cruise ship arrival is about 8:30 am when the beach boys start ferrying around the jet skis. A little after that 4 men start hustling out the chairs - 10 at a time per man. Then the buses start arriving. The first couple days we were here I had wondered at the large, wide round-about at the end of our street. After watching the huge buses coming down our road I wondered no more.

 A calm day, otherwise most of the picture would be white plastic and a few hundred extra people.

About a half mile down our road, at a wide spot in the water-way a flotilla of Canadian sailors has passed up the delights of the yacht club for the simple(inexpensive) life on anchor.