A hop back to Marsh Harbor then on to Lynyard Cay

I enjoy staying in one location long enough to explore the area a little each day. Not having to rush around the entire day trying to see everything is a much more relaxing mode of operation. When we do leave it feels sooooo good to be back on open water. The wind in my face as I sit at the helm, looking out over the water as we meander to our next spot. Hard to beat!  We left Treasure Cay, made a short over night stop in Marsh Harbor for engine fuses, groceries and other incidentals then moved on to Lynyard Cay. Passage to Lynyard took about 2 1/2 hours most of it relatively uneventful. You noticed I said most of it. There are several areas between islands referred to as cuts. If the ocean is rough crossing the cuts can be rough to impossible. Today was a rough day. We rolled and bounced all the way across. It was pretty uncomfortable but only lasted a short time.  The anchorage area at Lynyard is nothing more than an indentation in the island(Cay). The number of boats in the anchorage or any anchorage for that matter depends on the direction of the wind. There were 13 boats anchored because of the forcasted light winds.  We found a spot, settled in then took the dinghy ashore. The beach was small and reminded me of Gilligan's Island. Hung from the trees were items that had been found in the area, floats of various sizes, Styrofoam bobbers, rope, nets, etc. There was even a sign post that was built from old wood. A path led us from the beach over a hill to the ocean. Most of the ocean side was rocky.  There was so much trash on the ocean side it was disheartening. Plastic, plastic and more plastic!  We all really need to reduce the amount of plastic used! Tom and I split up to hunt for treasures. When we came together to share our finds I had sea glass and shells. Tom had string, some net and parts of old flip flops he found( he was going to use the parts to fix his). Can you say Sanford and Son? We packed up our treasures and headed back to the boat for the evening.

Plastic and garbage that has washed up on the beach

Stuff hanging from the trees at the beach

                                                 The rocky cliffs ocean side of Lynyard Cay

Sunset

 

Laughter sitting pretty at dusk