Winds were a little too high to play with the RC sailboat yesterday. We did go bobbing with “Cats Meow” yesterday… the water is a little cool but it was nice. It was not effortless because the tide was going out quickly.. we had to reposition the boat several times, and the Chat-n-Chill beach is not nearly as good as Black Point. I found several small starfish under the boat, but nothing more to talk about on that. Actually I do have something else to say about the Chat-n-Chill. This made the third evening in a row we pulled up to bob on the beach. Normally we spend money at his establishment but not always. This day the owner came by and said we could not come to his beach “every day”. I don’t understand that… why wouldn’t he want people coming to spend money at his establishment. Collectively in the 3 days we spent about $70 bucks on drinks, a burger, a tee shirt…. and he wants to make sure we don’t make a habit of it?…. OK I won’t.
One of the things that gives me the “reset” I need after living for others and abiding by endless… even ever changing rules on the job is the lack of rules or even a daily direction when I get on my boat. Low stress, no fuss no muss…. hitting the space bar in my mind for hours on end. When that changes I don’t accept it well. Who ever heard of rules in the Bahamas….. come on.. We pay lots of money to every local inhabitant we deal with and that should be enough.. but apparently it’s not even here in the Bahamas… somebody’s got to break the calmness. It was like shattering a crystal wine glass on the hard floor in the middle of an empty room. OK, I’m over it now…. pretty much. Back to that space bar I enjoy so much………………………………………….
SYL Rusty
5-18 noonish
I moved the boat, we were just below the monument (the highest precipice on Stocking Island) next to Cat’s Meow. We were tucked in close to the beach and the boat was moving around way more than it should under the given conditions. The issue was wind would pour around one side of the mount, then switch a bit so that apparent wind came around the other side of the hill. In between those two changes it got fairly calm. This cycle happened about every 5 minutes. When it got calm the chain would slack.. then we were off in a new direction until we hit the end of the chain again. It’s much better here (about 1/2 way to the Gripe-N-Overcharge… I mean Chat-N-Chill.
Linda and I are about to go for a dinghy ride here in the harbor….. Sea Yawl Later