Chub Cay is an obvious stop off before either stopping at Cat Cay or making a run for Florida and crossing the Gulf Stream. We had a date we needed to keep in Fort Lauderdale and the long range weather forecast showed that it was “now or never”. I was very keen to give Alex a last snorkel and Jamie a last dive in the Bahamas and Chub Cay was our best bet. The route to Chub Cay was deep water sailing – no VPR until we got to Chub Cay itself. When we arrived wind was coming out of the North and we judged that the normal anchorage would be too exposed so we just anchored off the south of the island and used chart and eyes to navigate as close to shore as practical. It’s not just that it’s a bit uncomfortable if you can’t get shelter from the wind, it also puts more stress on your anchor. We have a big and effective anchor, but there’s always a little niggle in your mind in a windy anchorage that means sleep is a little troubled! Hence our apparent obsession with weather.
Travel days usually end in a beer and sunset. Today was no exception. Chris is holding his favourite frozen beer mug.
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