|Leaving Jamaica meant saying goodbye to our friends on Ja. Good luck Jon and Giovanni!|
|Christopher piloting us out of Bloody Bay, Negril, Jamaica|
|Dodging the parasailors as we left Jamaica.|
|More dolphins! Amazing ocean visitors to help us on our way.|
|The bluffs at Cayman Brac. They looked a lot bigger in person.|
|Sara scouting for the customs dock at Cayman Brac.|
Back at the boat, we released the mooring ball and headed south, trying to find another spot to moor that was protected from the roll and swell we were getting from the northeast wind. Unfortunately, Cayman Brac and Little Cayman both lie in a north east direction, so the wind and waves marched right down the side of the island, and we couldn’t get away from it. We even tried rounding the southern tip, but then we were exposed to the bigger eastern swell coming across the Caribbean.
Finally, we picked up a mooring ball and decided the best way to get out of the swell was to get off the boat. So we dinghied in to another little town, and marvelled at the modern grocery store with all the food we haven’t seen for months. After a quick shop to top up our provisions, we headed out for pizza at the local Popo Jeb’s, and the kind owner from the Philippines put on the “the Hunger Games, Catching Fire” for us. We all sat back, enjoying the delicious pizza and the air conditioning, and watched the first half of the movie.
|We saw a couple of well tended cemeteries on Cayman Brac, right by the ocean. Monashee in the background.|
This morning, we woke early as the waves picked up, rocking us even harder. We called customs, and asked them to come and check us out, figuring that if we were going to be rocking this much, we might as well be moving. I’m not sure why, but both here and Jamaica require you to check in and out of every port, so anytime you move from one spot to another, you need to see customs again. They just fill out another copy of the same paperwork, and send you on your way, so I’m not sure exactly what the purpose is, but when in Rome…
We sailed on over to Little Cayman, and picked up another mooring ball. One of the great things about the Caymans is that they have free government maintained mooring balls all around the islands. Apparently at Grand Cayman, there are more than 100. These have been placed in an effort to keep the pristine sea bottom untouched by anchors and chains. For us, it is great, since it is easy to pick up and drop a mooring ball, without having to worry about our anchor holding. If only there wasn’t such a swell all around the islands, the place would be perfect.
On Little Cayman, we have spent the day snorkelling and checking out the world famous reefs. This is really a diver’s mecca, and this is the first time I’ve really wished we had tanks and dive gear (and knew how to use them). One of the moorings had a beautiful wall dropping off into the depths right beside it, and the underwater cliff was covered in coral and fish. It would have been a great dive.
|The wall off Little Cayman.|
|Alexander, practicing his free diving on the wall. Going down...|
|... hanging out...|
|... and coming back up. This kid is part fish.|
|Swimming - the best way to get off a rocking boat.|