It was like coming back to reality. Our arrival at the anchorage in
Green Turtle was announced by roosters crowing and cormorants hunting.
Once anchored we went ashore to be among the local community of people.
Not much had changed. The dogs still slept under the cars to escape the
noon sun. The fish monger still had little to offer due to the chronic
overfishing of the waters by US based "sport" fishermen. The rum had not
increased in price and our lunch of hot wings was still the best outside
of our condo in Toronto ... at a price that was very affordable. We are
anchored just outside of the community of New Plymouth. In the morning
we will move into the main harbour and join the rest of the cruising
community waiting for a weather window to venture further north. Jane
and I now understand why some cruisers spend the entire winter in Green
Turtle Cay. It has much more to offer than the Sea of Abacos. brian
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