Kelly & I spent some time in Marsh Harbour (3rd largest city in the Bahamas behind Freeport & Nassau). Marsh Harbour is every cruiser’s reprovisioning stop in the Abacos. We stocked up on the items that we needed and frequented the local restaurants by dinghy.
Kelly’s sister Susan was nice enough to plan some time off and fly into Marsh Harbour to join us for the week. It’s so nice to have visitors aboard. We picked her up in the dinghy at the Union Jack Public dock on Marsh Harbour and the sisters were all smiles.
We wasted no time setting out for as many islands and cays as we could hit in a week. First stop …
It was coming up on high tide and we made the trip over at 8.5 – 9 knots with the hopes of finding a mooring ball inside the harbour.
Success. We grabbed one of the dozen or so mooring balls.
The water is so clear you can see the mooring block on the bottom.
We craned down the toys.
The girls wasted no time in trying out both kayaks.
Treasure Cay Beach Marina & Golf Resort
A beautiful location and it’s for sale!
Kelly swears this is a baby Godzilla
Treasure Cay Beach
Treasure Cay has one of the top 10 beaches in the world so just a 1/4 mile walk and we had our toes in the sand.
Coco Beach Bar
Coco Beach Bar is here to serve you frozen drinks while you lounge under tiki huts.
We spent two nights in Treasure Cay and I know why many spend their whole winters here. We had places to go so out the harbor’s entrance channel we went.
Sea of Abaco
Once in the Sea of Abaco you are just blown away by its beauty.
No Name Cay – AKA Piggyville
The seas were calm and we made our way through Whale Cay Cut and anchored off No Name Cay. Here we found others like us wanting to spend some time with the piggies.
No Name Cay beach is beautiful and home to some friendly pigs and roosters.
Green Turtle Cay
We weighed anchor and headed right next door to GTC. We passed many boats anchored off GTC and proceeded into White Sound. The narrow channel opens up and there are moorings inside if you call Donny.
However, looking around the harbour it seemed a bit quiet and with a little investigation we quickly learned why all the boats were anchored outside the harbor next to the town of New Plymouth. Out we went, dropped the hook with the rest of them and dinghed our way into the public dock in New Plymouth. We walked the narrow streets following the sound of a saxophone humming out some jazz.
Next up Nippers Beach Bar…