Winter Ramblings

I chose this photo over the morning ones we've gotten lately. It fits right in with why we haven't been posting a lot of fun-stuff photos these past few weeks.  In this one, Dooley was waiting on the deck of Twisted Sheets as yet another day spent working on the boat came to a close. He was tired and he wanted to go home. He likes being on the boat in the marina. There is a lot going on  to keep his attention. There are people and boats coming and going.  He has a cadre of marina dogs that he likes to trade barks with.  But when that sun gets low to the water, his thoughts turn to dinner time.  And  all the food is back at the house.

We've been spending a big part of almost every recent day working on Twisted Sheets.  This hasn't left us a whole lot of time for playing on the water so we don't have a lot of adventure photos at the moment.  But realizing that all work and no play makes Jack a bored terrier, we did make another short weekend trip to Pine Cay since our last post. I can show you some photos of that, at least. 

We launched the skiff at Leeward and headed for Pine Cay with Capt. Jack Russell in command. Or so he thinks.

He was actually pretty nervous when that photo was taken.  Notice that he's refusing to even look at the weather ahead of the boat?  This is his "ignore it and maybe it will go away" position.   We were trying to sneak up along the beach without getting caught in one of the numerous squalls blowing through.  We didn't do a very good job of getting a photo of this, but if you look where I put an arrow on this next photo perhaps you can tell where the heavy rain begins. The rain line is where the trees on the beach suddenly get obscured.  It was raining heavily to the left side of th photo. We were aiming for the narrow margin between that arrow and the beach.We were hoping to get through before it closed out on us.

I haven't seen any evidence that the prayers of small dogs carry much weight but I don't discourage his efforts. He does get pretty serious when lightning bolts start flying. No different from lots of other folks, I guess.  Anyhow, we had to make the trip whether we got soaked or not, so we were sun surfing between squalls.  The heavy rain was only a few yards off to our left:

While there were still patches of clear sky mixed with small squalls off to our south.  I'm not really trying to make any point here.  This is just me trying to show you some typical scenes on a recent weekend.  There's nothing unusual about this if you live here.

There were a few specific places on Pine Cay where I wanted aerial photos.  We're interested in the history of these islands and sometimes trying to get information is frustrating. There doesn't seem to have been much left to us in the form of recorded observations.  The people abandoned here by the former plantation owners were not very literate for the most part. They were much more concerned with day to day survival than they were in recording their day to day observations about survival.  So what we have are verbal stories passed down through generations of  interspersed with snippets of English history and sea stories. I've read that the pirates Jack Rackham, Anne Bonny, and Mary Read had frequented these islands for a while  during their fairly brief criminal careers.  I wonder where they hid their boats, and where they got their water while hiding.  I've been looking around for these places.

I know it helps to visualize what we're writing about when I stick a map or Google Earth image in here.   This is the area between Leeward Going Through and North Caicos.  We know that this area was active with pirates in the 1700's  and Loyalists by 1800.  We've found enough ancient hardware on the reefs near here to confirm that ships have been visiting these waters for quite a long time.

One part of this little stretch of islands that has gotten my interest and imagination is the area between Pine Cay and Water Cay.  We've posted many photos of "The Aquarium" over the years, and it's a fun spot to watch the marine life that hangs out in the deep water just off the rocks.  But I've been interested in what this spot must have looked like back in previous centuries. I think that  we are seeing the results of strong tidal current washing sand and small rocks out toward the reef.  The deep old channels inside the blocked off inlet also show that there was a strong current flowing through here in days gone by.  Something scoured that channel out, and it wasn't the gentle tidal action we see here today.

We've commented on some of the descriptive  place names here in  previous posts. The old names often describe the place. We have both Leeward and Windward Going Through. Names like Bird Rock, Mangrove Cay, and Logwood Beach are pretty descriptive.  Suzy Turn.  Heaving Down Rock. These places  were  named for features and uses. And I keep looking at that island named Water Cay, and wondering why it was called that name so often that it became permanent.  There are only a few small fresh or brackish water ponds on it.  I had long thought that perhaps the large pond at the southwestern end of Pine Cay made more sense as a source of fresh water.  You can see that pond in the upper center of this next photo:

That looked like a likely candidate to me.  It's near a place deep enough to get large boats into, and it's a relatively easy hike to the pond.  So I made that hike with the kite for some photos.  And getting to the edge of that pond changed my mind.  The water is not very fresh at all.  It's definitely on the brackish side.   I did find the final resting place of a flamingo on the edge of it.  The tracks are  of a certain obnoxious little dog running around before I could get the camera ready.

This is a kite photo from the side of that pond.  You can see that it's very close to the ocean.  The sea water gets into it, and locals have told us that there are barracuda now living in the pond.   I don't know how thirsty those old pirates would have gotten, but I do know there are better sources of fresh water in the area.   And this pond is on Pine Cay.  It makes more sense to look closer at a place they named Water Cay, doesn't it?   Duh. I'm slow sometimes, but hey, I had to find out for myself.  This is NOT water you would want to be drinking on a long sea voyage.  Not on a short one, either, come to think of it.

This next view is from the Pine Cay side of the Aquarium.  You can see the sand that now closes off the opening between the islands, as well as the deep channel that still exists.   And there is one little feature that now has my attention just to the left of center in this photo.  See that small fresh water pond?  It could be my imagination, but in the photo it looks to me that it might be slightly higher in elevation than the nearby sea water.

If this is true, then that pond would be almost certainly full of rain water and not be poisoned by the salt.  And that little bit of lake is on Water Cay, close enough to a deep water spot for a boat.  We find this interesting.

Getting ourselves to Pine Cay and taking the pond photos took up the most of our first afternoon there. We were hoping for a Green Flash sunset, but conditions just didn't cooperate.  This is usually the case.  Green Flashes are rare.  But that sure doesn't stop a lot of people from using sundown as a convenient place to relax with a drink and end the day.

The next day we decided to walk over onto the near end of Water Cay to see if we could find an easy access trail to that small pond.  Once again we were totally unprepared for trekking through the underbrush.  And the bushes here get fairly thick once you get away from the edges of the island.    Those Casuarinas trees off in the distance here mark the location of the sandy end of the Aquarium.

I took my favorite 9 ft. Delta kite along in case I could get some decent aerial photos. 

 

I thought this looked like some comic book hero's t-shirt emblem. As in "Look!  There's some fool in shorts and inappropriate footwear stumbling around and bleeding in the pucker brush!  It's Kite Man!"

Yes, once again we changed plans in the middle of a trip and found ourselves equipped for Plan A, and ill equipped to go forward with Plan B.  As has been the case in several other similar adventures, we just didn't have the footwear to proceed.  To get to the small pond from this direction we would want to be wearing protective trousers and shoes or boots that don't expose toes or skin.    We had to satisfy ourselves with putting the kite up and seeing what we need to deal with on our next excursion.

You can see this short section of cleared path in the satellite photo I posted up above.  You can also see the small pond that now has my attention as perhaps the source of the name Water Cay.  It's the one just to the right of the center of the photo.  I just can't get there from here.

This is just another shot of the Aquarium area from a new angle.  You can see where the sand fills in what was once an open channel.  The temptation to bring a backhoe in here to open this up must have struck a number of people since the hurricane filled this all in back fifty three years ago.

While I was stumbling around gouging divots out of my shins and getting tangled in kite string, La Gringa took one of the other cameras for photos of some of the local plant life.  

We're often surprised at how well adapted the local flora is to the relatively harsh growing conditions here.  These sprout and thrive in sand and sea water.

The mangroves, sea grrapes, and casuarinas trees seem to quickly get started wherever conditions permit life.  I don't understand where the nutrients come from to support these, but they seem to find them.

We were constantly ducking squalls over the weekend.  I wasn't in a hurry to repeat Ben Franklin's famous kite and lightning experiment, but it was cool to watch the little squalls come toward us. 

And the pattern is generally the same sort of tropical weather patterns that other warm and humid islands experience throughout the day.  We have the clearest conditions in the morning. The sun warms the water surface and then thunderstorms and squalls tend to build more in the afternoon. Then they all dissipate shortly before sundown. We were all primed and ready for a green flash on our second night at Pine Cay. Nope. Just another mundane, boring sunset.

I have some more photos from this weekend at Pine Cay to show you.  But since we're spending so much time working on the boat lately I thought it would be somewhat misleading to think we're just lazing around the beach waiting for pretty sunsets.  I'm going to just plug in a few boat photos here to give you an idea of some of the things we've been doing.  Maybe you'll also understand why I haven't exactly been chomping at the bit to write about them.

The major job of the past few weeks was removing a holding tank and plumbing from one of our heads.  I admit that I've been tempted to write about this experience in some detail.  I've decided not to do that to you.  Let me just generalize and say in a non-specific way that in all my years of travel and working on boats and RVs and a multitude of plumbing systems.... removing this tank was one of the worst dirty jobs that I have ever done. After a long, long day of lying on the deck with my head, arms and shoulders down among the hoses and fittings of a 28 year old septic storage system... well... I'm going to stop here. This is a photo taken the night I finally got this thing off the boat. This experience left me convinced that I am willing to try just about any other method of waste handling imaginable, if it will prevent me from ever having to do this again.. It's gone. I'm still shuddering.

The Baby Blake toilet that we removed from the head had been installed here for almost three decades.  These holes were for the mounting bolts, an both the flush and outflow hoses.  I couldn't come up with any easy way to patch this fiberglass enclosure without it looking ugly.  The new  composting head we are going to install doesn't need any outside connections.  I needed to cover this all up somehow.

Remember the big hunk of Starboard we salvaged over on West Caicos?  I've lost track of how many little projects I've done using that stuff.  This was another one. I cut a piece of the Starboard to cover the fiberglass enclosure, with the one vent tube hole I needed for the fresh water sysetem.  That has nothing to do with the toilet. I used a pneumatic sander to smooth it all out.

It fit fairly well, and looks a lot better than the holes left by the previous installation.  I built in a little bit of an overhang on purpose.  It should all make sense eventually, if we choose to ramble on and on here about such things as sailboat toilets.  And I'm not sure I even want to.

I will put in one more "boat toilet" photo before changing the subject. This is the new "Nature's Head" composting toilet we are installing to replace the previous setup. I had to take at least one photo of it, pristine and uninstalled. Eat your heart out, Sir Richard Branson...

That toilet replaces a heavy metal head, several hoses, a 30 gallon holding tank, and two through-hull fittings.  If any of you are interested in this approach, please drop us an email and we can discuss it.  But as for this blog post... I'm moving on.

We've also been ripping out old vinyl and foam rubber that has been inside the boat since it was new.  This photo shows vinyl and foam hanging down while being removed, along with one of the hatches and windows that have been leaking.   We are also removing, cleaning, and rebedding hatches and deck fittings as we go.  We've had to make some decisions regarding appliances, too.  So far we've removed a microwave oven, an apartment sized refrigerator, an off-brand washing machine, a television,  and the propane powered toaster you can see tucked up under the stainless in  this photo.

And it's not like this is some fly-by-night operation.  Every step of each renovation procedure is closely supervised by Dooley the Dozing Dog. Yeah, right. At least we can tell he's getting quite comfortable with the idea of spending long days on board Twisted Sheets.   He's finding all the best nap spots.

I know that I had mentioned using the Starboard to space two forward hatches up off the deck in a previous post.  Here's a photo of those two hatches with the starboard spacers in place.  I made the spacers wider than the hatch frame, to give me some more surface area to work with when I applied the sealant. This seems to have stopped several of our overhead ceiling leaks.

This is the old propane powered toaster setup that we removed from the galley.  I guess I get a bit overly cautious when it comes to open flame appliances on boats.  If we can do without it, we will. We have a broiler in the oven that duplicates what this broiler did.  It was rusting out badly, and removing it not only gained us some counter space, it also removed another 30 pounds of metal from the boat.

We've been going through the interior of the boat cupboard by cupboard, and removing every bit of stuff we can find.  We're evaluating it all and separating it into useful and not so useful stuff.  We're even finding items that have been on board since the boat was built.  Tom Lack was the original builder of this catamaran. This box has been on board since it was new.  I hated to get rid of it, but we don't like having cardboard on the boat. It's not really all that great in a marine environment, and some bugs see it as a food source.

Some of you might notice the odd connector next to the cardboard box.  I have replaced the cigar-lighter type 12 volt connectors with these simple two pin versions.  That's been another project going on.  Along with a lot of rewiring, resealing, replacing, and just general redoing..

Spending the days working on the boat in the marina is also a welcome break for us.  We're now well into "cruising season" and there is an increasing flow of visiting sailboats pulling into South Side Marina for a few nights. A few days ago I got to watch Bob pull a power boat out of the water and place it on a trailer using his crane.   It's a pretty neat little system for a confined space.   Bob and Julian place web slings under the hull, and lift the boat straight up.

It only took them about five minutes to have the boat out of the water and lowered onto its trailer.

Meanwhile, we're emptying every locker, every little hidden storage compartment, every lazarette.  We're probably removing 50 lbs a day of old stuff that we don't feel we need for our own plans.  This boat was still carrying supplies from when it last crossed the Atlantic.  Our tropical island hopping lifestyle calls for some different priorities than North Sea liveaboard life would have demanded.     They needed insulation. We need ventilation. That's part of the problem with the vinyl, I think.  But we're addressing it.

We don't yet know the gentlemen who recently purchased this fishing boat.  We've been privileged to watch the new crew as they learn some of the peculiarities of working from a floating platform.  We don't always understand their reasoning, but we're taking a watch and learn attitude to it all.   For example, on this particular day I think we would have left one of us on the boat to handle the engines.  We would have probably just used the motors to position the boat, instead of having the entire crew leap ashore to wrestle with the one line.   I wonder when that moment came that someone realized they had nothing to tie it to....

Back at the house, I think we are continuing to see the results of the banner year of termite infestation that Providenciales has been experiencing.   We have never seen a lizard population as dense as it's been here for the past year.   We are attributing that to the increased food source as the termites work their way across the island.  We've had to make some changes in our own home, and have removed or protected any termite attractions we can find.  Still, we don't mind seeing another banner crop of these little bug-munchers showing up. 

And by "little", I actually did mean little.  It helps to add something into the photo for some scale sometimes.

Well, I could keep posting aerials and boat renovation photos for quite a while here, but I think I'll save some for the next post.  

We're finding that we like spending our days on board Twisted Sheets. We're excited about our upcoming plans for some cruising and taking our little blog show on the rode. 

Here's another recent sunset from South Side Marina, just before we closed up the boat, scooped up the dog and headed up the hill to Bob's Bar to make sundown official.  How's that for an upbeat ending?

More Aerial Photos of Little Bitty Islands

I'm going to upload a couple randomish dozen of the several hundred photos we've taken recently. I'll post them here with some brief explanations, recognizing that brief is a very subjective concept.

Here's a photo of an obnoxious little dog  running along the beach at Mudjin Harbour over on Middle Caicos.  He had been investigating that far clump of stuff on the beach. He didn't get excited or want to discuss it.  We didn't go over to personally identify whatever got his attention.

The things that Dooley finds interesting  on remote beaches  are very rarely things that we'd want to take home.  Or photograph. Or even get downwind of.  I'll leave the rest of that to your imagination.  He's a very material dog. We've learned to use some caution whenever Dooley goes into his " Hey, you guys just gotta come over here and get a good whiff of this" mode.  He's never that keen  on fragrances of a floral nature.  It's a shame the way he abuses that good sense of smell of his. I guess it's good for a dog to have some sense. 
 
We recently had visitors who'd never seen North or Middle Caicos.  They had  already seen  Pine Cay and Providenciales. I don't think either of those extremes is very representative of the Turks and Caicos Islands, or people, in general. This trip was also an opportunity to try out a new  kite and camera system I've put together for traveling. I've managed to fit a kite,  flying line, pendulum rig, and camera inside a  backpack. Even though we had some learning curve problems with it, we did get a few aerial images to show you. This next photo of the Dragon Cays is not one of them.  It was taken from a table on the deck of the new restaurant at Mudjin.

Some of our regular friends and family who read this blog might wonder why there are no "Preacher in Cay Lime" photos this time. That's because we decided to go over on the TCI Ferry for a change.  I didn't think to take many photos of the ferry boat itself, but if you're interested you can see it on their website, along with their route and schedule.

I did, of course, take a photo of the part of it that interests me.  I was discussing the engines with Trenton as he checked the oil in their three Yamaha 250 horsepower Four Strokes.    I asked him what happened with the big Suzuki's they used to have on this boat.   He told me the Suzuki's were good engines, but when they broke it was too difficult to get them repaired quickly. I would have to admit that Yamaha has the majority of what outboard market exists here, and there are a lot more Yamaha mechanics around than there are Suzuki mechanics.  And parts.

I'll get back to the subject now.  See how easily I drift away from the concept of "briefly describe"?  I'm going to have to start exercising some self control with the keyboard if I want to get this post finished any time soon.

We were last here in October of 2012. Back  then we took photos of a new restaurant under construction at Mudjin Harbour.  We had heard that it was open for business now, and decided to check it out for lunch. This is the new Mudjin Bar and Restaurant:

That trail that the happy young couple are walking down looks like this  to another happy  young couple walking up.

We spent a very nice hour or two on the outside deck, enjoying the view.   This is the view from inside the dining area and bar:

As you can see, it wasn't very crowded while we were there. We got there a bit early and the lunch "crowd" was just starting to settle in as we left.

This is a view of the restaurant and the bluff and cave from the air:

I didn't think to take a photo of the lunch menu.   All I remember of it is that La Gringa and Natalie had some kind of sandwich wraps which they thought were excellent.  Daniel and I had burgers, which were also pretty good. We did get a photo of the dinner menu:

One member of the group was pretty upset that he didn't get a menu.  Had to settle for a few dropped pieces of various sandwiches.  I think he was just happy to be out and exploring. He loves these trips.

He's not real happy about the leash arrangement, though. He says I treat him like a dog, sometimes.   Go figure. He got away from our group later, which he justified by claiming he was looking for me.   I was off to get the kite out of the car.  He was supposed to stay on the beach with everyone else.  Kind, concerned strangers in the parking lot informed me that our "puppy" was back upstairs at the restaurant.  Sitting under this same table.  I guess he figured this was a logical rallying point.  With provisions and a half dozen kind strangers dropping little fried tidbits to the cute doggie while he waited for us to find him. They're clever, these terriers.

This is the view from the corner table of the outside deck.  Nice  That's a pano of three images and it just makes the railing look crooked.  The deck is well built and the railing is actually straight.

See the trail or road or whatever we should call it meandering off into the distance in that pano photo above?  La Gringa and I decided to take a walk down to the end of it.

It's getting taken back over by the local plant life, but still makes a pretty good walking trail.  This view is looking back at that view in the photo above.

We thought this would be a good spot to launch the kite. We were well upwind of the restaurant and the Dragon Cays. Speaking of which, here's a vew from the trail looking up the coastline.  Or is it down the coastline? Do people in the southern hemisphere have a direction called down north?

Here's a wide angle aerial view from where we first launched the kite:

It's difficult to see in the photo from the kite, but there was a group of people on the beach having their own photo-shoot with Mudjin as the backdrop. There were also some people crossing back over from Dragon Cay while the tide was coming in.  La Gringa got a much better photo of all of that:

I'd like to take a kite out to that cay, but we didn't come prepared to go for a swim this time.  Well, most of us didn't.  Dooley the Delighted is just about always up for a swim.  One of the advantages of being short is that he doesn't have to go far to be belly deep.

I don't think I've ever met a dog that loves the beach as much as this one.  He doesn't need a stick to chase, or a Frisbee to catch.  His happy little feet dance across the sand for the pure fun of just being alive.

Speaking of happy feet, there have been a few of those traipsing over the sand in the cave at Hidden Beach. La Gringa took this photo of the stairs that come down from the hole in the ground. There are other photos of this in the previous post from last October that I linked to above.

It reminded me of an Etch-a-Sketch that never gets erased, but that is constantly being slowly over written.  It never rains on this sand. What a great time lapse that could be. Between storms.

I know we've posted more than a few photos of this place, but I had to just put up one more  from Hidden Beach. 

It's impossible not to drag the camera out on a day like this, on a beach like this, with weather and a view like this.

We didn't just visit Mudjin on this trip.   We actually started out at the far end.   Our original idea was to see if we could get any information from aerial views of the old Haulover Plantation area a few miles south.  We wrote about Haulover last October, too. 

I won't repeat all of that info here, it's easy enough to go look at if you're interested.   I wanted to know if we could see much more of the old dock and waterway structures from an aerial perspective.

This is a much more isolated stretch of beach than the fairly well visited Mudjin Harbour area.   



We were using a new kite for the first time on this trip.  It's a soft, or parafoil type of kite.   The good things about it are that it folds up and packs really easy in a backpack, with no sticks or rods needed to support the kite. It also has a wide wind range.  It's complicated, with a lot of strings to get tangled and wound up wrong. It can suddenly collapse. We used it for the first time here.  This is a view of the old opening to what was once a series of docks for working on boats.  The entrance is filled in with sand these days.  If you look at this on the Google  Earth image from years past, it was still open to the sea  until fairly recently.

If you've looked at the earlier post about Haulover Point, you'll see a couple of structures standing on the point of land that extends out into the water here.   Here's what they look like from about a hundred feet up in the air:

I walked up and down the beach a bit, getting accustomed to the differences with this kite as compared to the delta design we've used for our other kite photos. The soft kite has a wider wind range for flying than the rigid kite.  But it also flies at a much lower angle.   This means that I have to let out a LOT more string to get the same altitude. The camera is much further away, and it's harder to judge it's orientation. It also means a lot more effort to pull all that string back in. Especially with heavier winds. Oh, I  am no longer using the kite reel that I originally built for this KAP stuff. I've gone to a much simpler line winding device, which I guess would most accurately be described as a figure 8 on a bobbin instead of a rotating reel.  No moving parts.  No metal components. Simple and fast are some nice characteristics for mechanical things.

This is a fairly rugged stretch of beach.   Here are some images from the ground.

We were here at low tide, and the combination of wind and waves and current had brought some floating grass and seaweed in.   And of course this is just NOT the kind of place where you'd run around barefoot for very far.   Check out that ironshore.  This is no place for worn Croc flip flops, either.

It was low tide while we were here, so there were plenty of little stretches of clear sand to walk on while the water was out. This would be a great spot for a picnic.  At low tide.

I walked around the end of the point where the old structures are standing, to try to get the kite and camera in a better spot. I was trying to see where the sand has filled up what was once the entrance to a nice sheltered little "marina" in years gone by. Doing this at a minimal tide gave it a different look. There was a dark  cloud of some kind of finely ground still barely vegetable matter settled into the sand ripple pattern of the sea bottom.  It was outlining the rocks where it came to rest momentarily as the tidal current slowed to a stop. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, this stuff was organic rust. This will all be washed back out  into the big grinder within six hours.

I'm not posting all the photos here, or we'd be here a long time. And for every photo I got, I got ten mosquito bites. I was looking at one of the local newspapers later, and read about how many problems Middle Caicos has been having with mosquitoes this summer. Seems a bit early in the year to me. It was such a problem for us on this trip that we cut the Haulover Point visit short. I had to budget some extra time for scratching and cursing.  We decided to head to the Mudjin  Bar and Grill from here, where they stock antiseptics and various plasma replacement options.

Mosquitoes don't seem to bother Dooley the Dehydrated much.   He does get hot and thirsty, though.

When the dog starts tripping on his tongue, it's probably time to go find some shade, anyhow.    And that's how we ended up at Mudjin Harbour.

In addition to the trip back over the MIddle Caicos, we've been continuing to experiment with kites and kayaks.    We've discovered that the best way to do it seems to be to just tie the boat up  and get out to fly the kite.  This is one of the small cays just north of Leeward Going Through.

Looking off toward Water Cay to the north east you can see several of the string of these little cays stretching out between Donna Cut and the Caicos Bank.   That indentation in the far bank in this photo is labeled "Hurricane Hole" on some of the older charts I've seen.    We'll have to go explore that too, one of these trips.

This next one is looking back toward Leeward from our stopping spot   It really makes it easy to see where the deep water channels are located with this bird's eye view stuff.  No WONDER they are so good at fishing.

If you look at the Google Earth images of this area you can see that there are a series of channels eroded into the bottom from the ebb and flow of the tidal currents through these openings between the little islands.  It can be tricky to see where they all are from water level.  Easy from the air:

That's the area called Donna Cut there in the middle of that photo.    The little group of trees to the left is what's being increasingly referred to as "Iguana Island" by visitors and some locals.  That's probably as good or better than the correct name for it,  Little Water Cay. It's full of rock iguanas, and the Turks and Caicos runs a small park there. I won't go into the details, but Dooley has been kicked out of there. He sure generates some excitement when he gets into a group of big, fast lizards.  Park attendents get a little bit huffy about it all, though.  It's  natural for iguanas to shed their tails like that while being pursued. That was back when he was young and we didn't realize how terriers are wired.  He's much better behaved now.  And we know to secure him.

But he still can't buy an admission ticket to Iguana Island.

We took the boat over to that stretch of beach in the above photo, and put the kite back up.   This is looking over Donna Cut to Little Water Cay:

I believe that everything that's filled in with sand in that photo was once open water.  I think that  it all changed with Hurricane Donna in 1960. I've tried to find some photos of the area prior to that, but so far, no luck. I'm sure somebody must have taken aerial photos of this place before 1960. It's 140 miles east of Cuba.

Here's another view that also shows what I am thinking is the ancient shoreline of Water Cay.  There are still some natural depressions and sink holes along here that fill with rainwater.   I doubt that this is where Water Cay got the name, though.   I think I have an answer. I'll get some evidence for what I think happened, and will show it to you if it makes sense.

After getting the kite up for that photo above, I walked aross the sand toward the beach in the distance for a few hundred yards.  I was trying to get the camera in a better position to photograph that corner where the edge of Water Cay meets the beach at Donna Cut. This is one of those photos:

You can see that there are some pretty well defined trails around Water Cay.   You can also see some of the underwater rock structure just off the point.  It amazes me that this was once a channel between all these cays.

I brought the camera down and re-positioned it to get some aerials of Water Cay itself.   I've got the camera set up to take a photo every five seconds.  A typical trip up and back with the kite takes about fifteen minutes.   On this particular day, we put the kite up four times.  So if you do the math, you'll realize that we got something over 720 aerial photos of this area alone, on this one excursion

Here's one of the views looking up Water Cay toward the Aquarium and Pine Cay:

That little enclosed bit of water on the right side of the photo, at the end of that trail, is the area I've seen referred to as a Hurricane Hole on some sea charts.  It does look like it would have been a good spot to secure a boat back in a previous century, before it all got sanded in.

I intended to put together a time lapse sequence for this post, but someone keeps interrupting me here.  Something about a stupid ball.

And this annoying whining noise that has me totally distracted.  I'll save that one for another post.  I have a dog to mollify.

I swear, sometimes I think the little booger plans it all out ahead of time.

We've got a lot more photos and sometimes that makes it difficult to decide when to just stop uploading them.  I need to finish this post, so we can start thinking about the next one.  This one could keep creeping onward if I let it.  We've since taken another kayak/kite trip out to get some small remote cay photos.  I've finally got the 3-D printer going, and  La Gringa has been getting some decent sunrises lately.    And we're just about ready to put the skiff back in the water, as well as 'splashing'  Twisted Sheets again.    Should be plenty more of this kind of fun stuff to keep the old blog going for a while yet.   We hope.