Back to Abaco (Bahamas)

Update to previous post about Teresa: actually she IS my next boat. I joined an existing partnership; I am 1/3 owner. Hallie and I spent three weeks in Abaco, spending the questionable weather (we had a lot of cold and high winds and rain…) at a cottage owned by one of the other owners. And we did a little sailing. It was not a “vacation” —- it was a fabulous adventure.

Thomas’s cottage on Green Turtle Cay. Thankfully John convinced me we should rent the cottage to have available in foul weather. We spent more time there than expected, and were glad to be off the boat during that time.

Below is a trimaran named Scrimshaw. It was Jim Brown’s boat, for those who know of him. I met Bruce and Charlie aboard, and really liked them, and the boat. Maybe a Searunner 31 trimaran is in my future… I sequenced the two photos so it looks like we are catching them. But in fact they were going about twice our speed!

Photos below from Green Turtle Cay and Manjack Cay and Man O War Cay.

Imagine my surprise to take a walk to the beach from Hope Town, and see this! The boat had been on the beach for two weeks. We were told the owner lost his house when Irma hit Puerto Rico, and the boat was also damaged. After some repairs he took on a crew and headed for the USA. They had minimal safety/navigation equipment. Another storm got them into trouble, and they drifted for five days uncertain of their position. Luckily, they drifted right through a narrow pass in the reef, and stepped ashore on a beautiful beach… The boat was totaled in the surf.

Remaining photos from Hope Town, where we visited the iconic lighthouse, and got my favorite photo of the boat anchored outside the harbour.

Teresa is a cool boat, with heart and soul. But sailing her made me appreciate and miss some of the qualities of No Regrets. Teresa is heavy and unresponsive in comparison. And it is a big commitment to get her sailing —- to raise the heavy sails with no winches. I found I would motor on short hops where on NR we would simply unroll the jib or screecher.

I felt like I was doing a sail training stint on a tall ship. It was fun to learn how, but I don’t think this is a long term relationship.

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