We were eager to leave Royal Island the second weather permitted. It was the perfect anchorage to hold out a storm, but it had served its purpose and we (I) had some serious cabin fever. We were ready to find a beach.
The next leg of the trip was to continue south through Eleuthra. This included going through a place called current cut. Just imagine why it gets that name…
We were advised to take the cut 2 hours past high tide in Nassau to avoid being thrown around like a washing machine or moving backwards despite maxing out your engine. Of course, we tried to olblige as much as possible to the advice, however found ourselves just at the entrance of the cut about 20 minutes past high tide. Our options were to anchor and wait it out, or power through. We decided to go through. If it wasn’t slack it was close enough right? And any current still there would be going with us, not against. We made it through unscathed, but phew it was a ride. Our boat, that when fully revved up gets us at or just below 6 knots, was flying through a 10.5 kn. Quite a ride indeed, but we could feel that we had full control throughout the cut.
Just on the other side the winds picked up and we run our spinaker all the way into the anchorage. We had a beach to ourselves and a few key places to visit on land.
The first was the Glass Window Bridge. This used to be a thin little piece of land that connected North Eleuthra to South Eleuthra. A few years ago a hurricane destroyed it, so in place today is a man-made bridge. From it, you can see to one side the beautiful, tranquil, and turquoise waters of the Exuma sound, and to the other a very angry, dark blue Atlantic Ocean. I suspect even angrier after 3 days of storms and heavy NE winds. Needless to say, we were thankful to be on the calm side.
Along our walk to the bridge, we ran across a blow hole in the ground, that as the Atlantic waves crashed in created a natural salty fountain.
The last was a visit to Queens Baths. I suspect we hit this spot at the wrong end of the tides, as any bath in these waters would be the last bath you would take, ever. It was still beautiful and another place to admire the crashing of the ocean waves. They undoubtedly demand respect.