DOCKED AT BIMINI BLUE WATER RESORT
$1.00/FOOT AND $20.00 /POWER=$73.00
SUNRISE IN BIMINI: 6:56 AM
SUNSET IN BIMINI: 5:29 PM
There is always something going on in Bimini. The dredges head out to get into position for their day’s work about 6:30. Ferries shuttle folks back and forth for school and work. Fishermen head out in search of the big one. Two of the sailboats in the marina began their journey to Nassau today but one got hung up on the encroaching sandbar, sooner or later we all do. With a little patience the incoming tide allowed them to sail off and continue on.
Ah, the smell of clean laundry! I paid a visit to the local Laundromat and came home with sparkling clean linens and clothes but a case of sticker shock too. When you live in paradise where everything comes in by ship and the precious water must be desalinated by reverse osmosis, you must pay the price.
|CAN'T YOU JUST SMELL THE DRYING LAUNDRY?|
More and more holiday decorations go up each day. There was a Christmas party for the local children in front of the government building; complete with giggles, dotting parents, and Santa hats but no snow.
|CHRISTMAS PARTY FOR THE CHILDREN|
|HERE COMES THE DRUMS|
What a surprise to look up and find a float plane landing in the waters just off our starboard. He dropped down just a pretty as you please then in the late afternoon; off he went into the wild, blue yonder. Way cool!
|TROPIC OCEAN FLOAT PLANE|
Two more coats of varnish went onto the wood today and everything done looks great. We will have to add several more coats but now it is protected for our run to the Berry Islands tomorrow. I suppose we have to face the nasty sanding again when we commence refinishing the side wood and the railing on the back but poor Dan deserves a break.
We caught our last Bimini sunset then walked the beach in the fading light, pausing to inspect the old wrecked ship then moving on to the little cemetery and finally stopping for a drink at the new Koko Plums.
|THE SUN DESCENT HIDDEN BEHIND THE CLOUDS|
|FADING BELOW THE HORIZON|
|KIND OF AN ERIE SIGHT LOOKING THROUGH THE|
WRECKED SS SAPONA
|CHECKING OUT THE LITTLE CEMETERY|
|DAN DRINKING A KALIK, THE BAHAMIAN BEER|
THE NAME KALIK COMES FROM THE SOUND OF THE COWBELLS THAT
KALIK, KALIK DURING THE THE JUNKANOO PARADES