Valentine at Chub Cay

Finally the weather was in our favor and we managed to leave Bimini. We lifted anchor at 04h00 pulled up the sails and took off. Sunrise saw us hoisting our spinnaker and she flew the entire day. We doused her as we approached the anchorage at Chub Cay and 20 mins later we were at anchor. Not long later Alley Cat and Shiloh dropped their anchors and the three catamarans decorated the bay.

The sun rose on a beautiful Valentine's Day and we decided it would be celebrated on Rat Catcher. All would be required to wear something red. As usual Marita and Alan from Alley Cat outdid themselves. Alan in red tights he had wanted to wear like a dancer, uncovered, but Matita noticed far more than red tights were on display so he had his shorts on over them. His t shirt and bandanna completing the outfit. Marita looked gorgeous in red feather boa, red gloves and top with earring that flashed red light when turned on. John and Holly on Shiloh also looked great in their red we loved her shirt saying "My heart belongs at Sea". Of course Andre and I also were in red.

Marita had made dates stuffed with blue cheese wrapped in bacon and appropriate snack for 'date night'. 

As always we had a wonderful evening laughing chatting and shooting group selfies. 

A fine way to celebrate Valentines with good friends. 

Allan Cay 2016

Tucked inbetween two islands its a great anchorage and we discovered new snorkel sites.

Leaving Alleycat and Shiloh in Nassau with their visitors we headed for Allan Cay. Allan Cay is only accessable by boat and is well known for its iguana population. Boatloads of people arrive daily to see them from the cruise ships in Nassau.

We walked the beaches and explored the ruins, Stunning.

A few days later Alleycat, Shiloh and Le Maitresse joined us at the anchorage.

On one dive in strong current I peered down into the coral at about 5 meters. The biggest crayfish I have ever seen sitting quietly in the rocks searching for bits as he waves his feelers. Racing to the surface André says my eyes were like saucers as I stuttered, gesticulating the biggest Crayfish I have ever seen on snorkel. Right behind him in the rocks a second one.
Trying not to laugh he followed me down and couldnt believe his luck. Loading his Hawaiian sling he took aim and a perfect head shot. The crayfish didnt even wriggle but died instantly. He asked me to race over to Alan from Alleycat who was snorkeling a short way away and get him with his sling, which I did.


On return André was finding something very very amusing. He had gone down to check on his catch and discovered it was the empty fresh shell. Obviously the lobster had just shed and left his clean empty shell which was what we found. This meant he was even bigger and in the reef somewhere, but by this time the current had gotten even stronger and getting down to the reef and staying on it took every ounce of breath.

The shell took pride of place on our sugar scoop wowing everyone before the sea reclaimed it on the next journey.