I'm back after my all-too-brief sojourn in the Out Islands of The Bahamas. It was hard to say goodbye, but I know it's not forever. I'm going back to same spot next month, only for a week next time.
This was my sixth visit to Fernandez Bay, Cat Island, my sixth visit in two years. The lone immigration agent who works at the New Bight International Airport knows me by name and that's really cool.
Life there happens at a much slower and irregular pace, and yesterday morning I was up pretty early as I'm wont to do. Call me crazy, but I think it's fun to wake up early when I'm not even required to. Anyhow, the sun rises in that part of the world just a little before six, and I was the only one up. I love having the world to myself for a couple of hours. Having the world to myself in a place like the Out Islands take on a whole new meaning though. Although it's only 350 nautical miles southeast of Miami, it's another world in every sense of the word. All the birds are different, the trees are different, the sights, the sounds, the ocean itself --it's all completely foreign to what I see normally.
So I boiled some water and took my coffee supplies out onto the rocks to watch the sun rise and the tide roll out. I had a three-mile beach to myself, just me with a French Press and the birds and the fish and the millions of hermit crabs who call that rock formation home.
After a couple of hours, the sun was up and so was everybody else. I couldn't have been any more content.
So now it's back to life.
Many, many thanks to Melody, Franki and Kelly for taking over around here in my absence. They did great and it was a real thrill to come home and see what had been posted to this blog. So starting on August ninth, I'm throwing this back open to anybody who want to give it a whirl. I'll make another announcement in early August, but in the meantime, give it a thought.