Our final days in the Abacos

We'd spent our last few days on Abacos doing last minute exploring, getting those shots that we hadn't thought to get before, bouldering on some of the limestone, and hanging out with Bret and Kristin. 

We were ready to move on. While we love Little Harbour, and hate to see it go, we need to press on with our journey and make it further south. We've been in the Bahamas for six weeks now, it's time we move on from the Abacos. 

Our sail over to Spanish Wells entailed us crossing the Northeast Providence Channel. The maximum depth we read on our chart plotter put us at an intimidating 13,000 ft. There's a funny saying in the boating community; a boat will float in 10 feet or 1000 feet. When you first hear this, you think little of it. However, you find that many sailors shy away from deep water crossings, for the most part because of the intimidation of the water depth. Ultimately, the boat will perform the same despite ocean depth - both shallow waters and deep waters have their ups and their downs. Nonetheless, it was the deepest water we'd experienced, a detail that didn't go unnoticed. 

Our last night, we enjoyed dinner at Pete's Pub with our friends. We lucked out and watched the supermoon rise above the Atlantic. With a fire burning in the west, it created a spectacular pink floating orb to the east, and a red sky sunset to the west. 

We awoke at a brisk 3am to get ready for our crossing. Deep water crossing mean that we have to deflate the dinghy. Taking Mckinley to shore, hauling the outboard out, then deflating, hoisting it and securing it to the deck can take us 2-3 hours. With our intention of pulling anchor at dusk, we had a rough night of little sleep. 

We got to watch the supermoon fall down and the sunrise come up as we made our way to the Atlantic channel. A very complete way to say adieu to our beloved Little Harbour. 

We shimmied to the top of the old, abandoned light house to get a view of Little Harbour. Well worth the risk. 

The inside of the light house. Not much left, sadly. 

Some of the friends we made in Little Harbour; Bret and Kristen. Bret works in the Foundry seasonally. Kristen is also an artist. They've help to make our time here more colorful.

This blow hole was called Dragon's Breath. Easy to see why!