1/31/2013 THROUGH 2/3/2013
After touring around in the tender we pulled up anchor from
our nest at Big Majors and met Algonquin coming out of Staniel Cay for a quick
10 NM trip to Little Farmer’s Cay Yacht Club.
Little Farmer’s Cay is the home of the Five F Festival, Little Farmer’s
Cay First Friday in February Festival. Families and friends, old and new, gather for
a festival of good food, frivolous games, plenty of rum punch and, of course,
the Class C Sailboat Regatta.
All week the boaters had begun to gather in the waters surrounding
Little Farmer’s Cay, most dropping anchor but some snatching up the few mooring
balls. We had thought ahead and reserved
the two slips at the yacht club.
Friday morning Captain C, the mailboat, announced its
approach with loud and rocking music. As
she sidled up to the face dock Steven and Dan rushed to secure their lines and
join in the fun. Not only did she arrive
with pallets of food and drink, friends and families of the residence, bags of
precious ice and lots of energy after the night long trip from Nassau but she
was also loaded with five of the Class C sailboats that would race today and
tomorrow. The on board crane tenderly
offloaded each precious boat then Dan and Steven helped locals to
tow them to the west side of the island where the race would take place.
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YOU CAN SEE THE SAILBOATS STACKED HERE |
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THE FAMILIES FLOCK ONTO THE ISLAND |
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REMEMBER THIS LOOK WITH THE BIG HAIR ROLLERS? |
Being on ‘island time’ the announced 9:30 race time turned
into around a 2:00 PM reality. Talk
about mass chaos, that doesn’t even come close to capturing the setting. There were people milling on the beach,
Bahamian food to eat, rum punch flowing and music blaring from the speakers at Ty’s
Sunset Bar and Grill.
while Tall Boy was serving up some of his marvelous conch salad on the runway.
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THE WATER SIDE OF TY'S |
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CRACKING THE CONCH |
Somehow Dan ended up towing
boats, ferrying participants, searching for and delivering boat parts and
rescuing the crew of a sinking boat. The
race starts with the crew poised and ready in the anchored sailboat. At the sound of the start gun the sail is
hoisted while the anchor is being heaved up.
--- and they’re off! This
way! That way! Whoops, they didn’t get their sail up. Soon they are all flying across the water
with sailors dangling off the long wooden planks that extend over the
boat. The triangles flit as they
maneuver to keep the wind in their sails and their boats heading for the buoys
that mark the course.
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NOTE HOW THEY HANG WAY OUT ON THE LONG BOARDS TO COUNTER BALANCE THE |
During the two days of
festivities there were four races, two participating boats that sank, planes
taking off and landing in the midst of it all and gigantic trophies awarded to the regatta winners
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THIS BOAT IS SETTING ON THE BOTTOM |
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MOVE OFF THE RUNWAY! I'M COMING IN FOR A LANDING. |
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SERIOUS TROPHIES |
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AND THE OVERALL WINNERS FROM WHITTY CAY |
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Sunday found things winding
down. The Captain C gathered its cargo
of sailboats and returning passengers then cast off for Nassau. Those of us hanging on watched the Super Bowl
once Steven managed to get it streamed through Dan’s computer. It wasn't flawless but it did provide much
entertainment.
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DAY'S END |
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