Friday, March 22, 2024
Yesterday at Allens Cay, a man in a dinghy motored over to Vildiur while we were trying to anchor to warn us about an incoming storm, so we knew today we were going to be thankful to be in the marina and tied up to the dock. And at the fuel dock last night, our neighbor in a giant catamaran also warned us about the wind and incoming storm. So we took extra precautions and double-checked all of our lines last night before we went to bed. By the time we were sitting down to dinner, it was already fairly windy.
We spent a good portion of the night rolling back and forth in our bed like little sausage links in a pan, so when daylight came, we were all ever so thankful to get off the boat.
At 8 am, marina staff helped us fill up the gas and diesel tanks, and by 9 am, the charter boat company was talking with Dave and checking us out of the boat. We had a laundry list of complaints ranging from serious (VHF radio not working) to minor (cabin door hardware needed tightening), and word on the street was that Captain Ryan was receptive to hearing it all.
At 10 am, a cabbie came to take Dave and Grant to Atlantis, and Darville came to pick up Nathan, Todd, and me. Once the three of us were settled into Darville’s and showered, (with deodorant!) we packed a bag, called up a cab, and drove over to Atlantis to join Dave, Grant, and their families.
We spent the afternoon exploring the Atlantis resort, going on waterslides, floating on the rapid river, and going through the aquarium.
At 5:30, Todd, Nathan, and I said goodbye to Dave’s clan, caught a cab to the Palm Cay Marina to have one last dinner together. We got all the way to the security booth at the marina where they turned us away for not having reservations. Whoops! The cabbie was nice enough to go with the flow, and took us to another local restaurant that was within walking distance to Darville’s.
The three of us had dinner at Checkers, which serves local Bahamian food, primarily in a take-out fashion. Once we finished, thankfully it was still light out, and we walked home to Darville’s for our last sleep on the island.
We finished off the evening chatting around the table and prepped to fly home on Saturday.