Hi All~
The very last
Bahamian report is found here:
<http://www.ciekurzis.org/Bahamas%20Summary/Bahamas%20Summary.htm>
Windigo spent a
great year in The Bahamas (NOTE: The Bahamas is one of two countries out
of the 265 listed in the CIA FactBook that officially begins with
"The"; The other one? = The Gambia!).
It was
interesting, exciting, convenient and a good primer on what to expect while
traveling in foreign countries on a sailboat. The entry, visa, and cruising
rules here are easy* to comply with, and are only loosely enforced (if you
behave!).
The weather kept
us on our toes, but never threatened our safety. It was more costly than we
expected, but we still managed to escape without being totally broke. Boat
performance was exceptional but we had things break because of overuse, wear
& tear, and bad decisions. Everything that malfunctioned is now once again
operational, with some improvements incorporated into current designs.
*[It
will take some adjustment to visit developing countries that are more
"third-world", where the actions of officials vary from port-to-port
and day-to-day, sometimes not adhering to printed regulations and fee schedules
-- read: bribery may be encouraged.]
New Providence 212432
Grand Bahama 46954
Abaco 13174
Eleuthera, Harbour Island, & Spanish
Wells 11269
Andros 7615
Bimini and Berry Islands 2308
Exuma & Cays 3575
Long Island 2945
Cat Island 1548
Great Inagua 1046
San Salvador & Rum Cay 1028
Acklins
423
Crooked Island 341
Mayaguana 262
Ragged Island 69
The southern islands were collectively more
pleasant; perhaps because of less people, organization, development, hassles
and "tourism". Some islands in the Sea of Abaco had encouraged
development aggressively and now find themselves battling to preserve any tiny
patch of their homeland from heavy equipment damage. The entire north half of
Bimini was about to walled-off to locals until they threatened to drive a truck
through the gate! Of course, New Providence, where Nassau is located, and its
connected sister Paradise Island, are developed beyond recognition by anyone
only familiar with their condition 50 years ago.
Conversely, Andros has retained its native
appearance, rejecting offers of development such as the addition of a Kalik
brewery [which they believed would draw undesirable employees from other
islands]. The main island of Eleuthera has spread development across its
expansive length, allowing many stretches of undeveloped splendor. Mayaguana
has been sparred massive development because of logistic difficulties
encountered by several consecutive development companies - the island itself
seems to be resisting change.
We were told early on that each island and
group of islands present their personality and identity in different manners;
we found this to be very true, to the extent of observing opposite conditions
and intentions existing in adjoining islands.
A few places are not even Bahamian any
longer, being sold outright to cruiseship companies. Gorda Cay, on the Bight of
Abaco, is perhaps one of the nicest small islets in the Atlantic; it is now
called "Castaway Island" by Disney Cruise Lines. Little San Salvador
(which was named when Eleuthera was known as San Salvador and is close
by) has been renamed by Holland-America and is known as "Half Moon
Bay". Bannerman Town on the island of Eleuthera was created from scratch,
imports a couple dozen natives from a settlement seven miles up the road each
time a cruise ship is in port to "act" as its citizenry, and now
boasts its own BaTelCo tower!
Collectively, it is interesting to reflect
that in one year, we thoroughly explored a place with over 700 islands with an
area of 3,860 miles2, a few hundred settlements, and half the
population of Milwaukee, WI, where I grew up.
Bahamians certainly hold the power to mold their future and the future
of their children. It has been an interesting evolution from their history of
drug-running; rum-running; civil & revolutionary war blockade-running; and
the main Caribbean piracy base to an economy based on tourism and legitimate
business concerns. Everyone with the least bit of ambition can find employment
and has complete freedom to travel and are encouraged to move about to take
advantage of education and income opportunities.
Bahamian economy is tourism-based, with over 60% of all employment
fueled by short-term visitors by the travel, hotel / resort, and recreational
industries or long-term guests that employ real estate and construction
workers. 87% of the tourists are Americans. Financial trade has been highly
publicized as an "off-shore" banking option, but changes to the laws
in 2000 made it less attractive to money-laundering, and the number of foreign
firms has steadily decreased since then. It sure is tough to legitimize a place
so deeply rooted in contraband smuggling and other illicit trade for most of
it's existence!
A bit of aragonite is mined from Ocean Cay for export; salt for mainly
industrial use is shipped worldwide from Great Inagua; a pharmaceutical company
produces drugs in Freeport; beer and rum are brewed mostly for local
consumption on New Providence; and the government pays the salaries of a large
percentage of citizens. Farming & fishing make up a tiny part of the
remaining industry.
Imports contribute over 80% of the foodstuffs consumed by Bahamians,
and virtually everything else is imported, mostly from the US. High
tariffs, import fees and stamp taxes collected from these items finance the
government as there are no sales or income tax in The Bahamas. This increases
the cost of everything for sale here, but some food items are price-controlled
by the government to allow access by the poor.
Being only 35-years-old, the country has a Prime Minister that came
from a small town; all of the high-level officials truly have the best
interests of the people in their intentions; and the accelerated change has
benefited most of the peoples. The leaders of the two political parties that
have exchanged the Prime Minister's duties over the past couple decades are
good friends and ex-business partners that actually came from the same party. One
gets the impression that they work together behind the scenes for the
betterment of the country even though their individual styles are completely
different. (Perry Christie has a good-natured personality and seems to utilize
negotiation as his primary tool; Hubert Ingraham has a firm, bulldog-like
tenacity, with the strength to will his intentions into existence. Together
they are effective as the good cop - bad cop team!)
In The Bahamas, Windigo covered over 3000 nautical miles [multiply by
1.15 to get statue miles] and was underway for over 600 hours. We ran the
engine much more than expected, mainly because of wind generator malfunction,
but also to meet certain deadlines for weather and visitors. This was a
learning experience for sure = we intend on decreasing engine time in 2008.
Jim says our path reminds him of
the "Family Circus" comic strip when the kids run around leaving a
dotted line trailing everywhere except their intended destination. Like those
cartoon kids, we simply didn't want to miss a thing. I'd say we were
successful, attending several festivals, parties, celebrations, and holidays;
being in the capitol for the national elections; seeing the Bahamian Regatta a
few times; experiencing a wide range of weather, including only one named
storm, and survived unscathed; retracing historical voyages, such as the
various possible routes of Columbus; living in a few "cruiser
communities" with their morning radio net and coordinated activities;
sailing near or walking & cycling on well over 600 of the 750 islands, cays,
rocks, islets, and spots enjoying all the native flora & fauna we could
find.
With our criss-crossing route and multiple visits, we THOROUGHLY
explored Morgan's Bluff on Andros; Royal
Island north of Eleuthera; the Bight of Eleuthera;
the Sea of Abaco, especially Marsh
Harbour; George Town on Great Exuma; and of course,
the impossible Spence Rock passage.
That Spence Rock passage was our greatest
navigational feat of the year, making passage through a place not used by
experienced local fishermen in their vessels drawing just 5½ feet without the
greatest of care. We traversed the cut under a full moon at 2330 hrs. during a
dead calm, reading the bottom with just moonlight and the depthsounder without
incident.
Other navigational triumphs were the navigating of the Devil's Backbone, rarely done without a pilot; leaving Harbour Island around the south side of the island; sailing
the Bight of Abaco, an area not frequented
by cruisers; seeking protection along the Bight
of Eleuthera during a stormy month; traversing the underside
of Great Exuma and arriving in George Town from the east; surfing into
Steventon, Great Exuma on 3-meter swells (only to find the anchorage untenable
and had to leave upon arriving); spending a month on the Bight of Acklins, not recommended for vessels
with Windigo's draft; and the occasional puttering about in coral-strewn places
such as Flamingo Bay at Rum Cay; French
Bay & Graham's Harbour at San Salvador; Hens & Chickens Reef at Andros; the east entrance to Abraham's Bay at Mayaguana; and Columbus
Bay at Samana Cay [at sunset = I'M NEVER DOING THAT AGAIN!].
We did things that only a few other cruisers do, such as spend the
hurricane season out & about; sailing the extra day here & there
instead of motor-sailing; actually going to shore everywhere we anchored; and
visiting Great Inagua, which is a bit out-of-the-way for most cruisers, who seem
to be in a hurried- (and harried-) mode by that stage of their travels so they
simply bypass a true gem of a place.
Having no large indigenous land animals
seemed odd, coming from the heart of America where wild and domestic animals
run wild everywhere, even in the urban environments. But in The Bahamas, the
largest indigenous mammal is the Hutia, a rodent a little bigger than a
squirrel but lacking the bushy tail. These timid creatures remain on a few
islands where they bother no one.
Cattle left behind by erstwhile ranchers
roam many islands, but are no longer actively raised. Pigs live here and there
with some wild boars providing sport hunting and food on a couple islands. Some
islanders keep domesticated horses for riding, and there are the wild horses of Abaco, but they are severely endangered. Wild
burros roam Inagua, along with a more wild version of pigs, akin to the
razorbacks in the US.
There is a group of traveling veterinarians
that neuter dogs and cats on the islands to control the feral dog & cat
population; they do a decent job (Spring Hill College has a much worse cat
problem than any island here), but some islands suffer from too many strays
(the largest fault of Great Inagua).
Tropical and sea birds abound. From giant
flamingoes to tiny hummingbirds, there are permanent flocks and migratory
visitors everywhere.
The reptiles are ubiquitous; mostly small
anoles and lizards, with a few snakes. The Exumas hosts larger iguanas (and
Inagua has the tiniest ones in the world), but the little ones are everywhere,
inside and out. They would seem to Americans as pests, but they do not bite,
spread disease, or eat a lot. In fact, most eat only crickets; and one-a-month
at that, so not much lizard poop!
Ah, but the true horde of The Bahamas, just
as anywhere in the world, are the insects. The most annoying are the
noseeums/midges, or sunset/sunrise bugs, as they are called here. These tiny
bastards also live in the southern US and are way too small to have teeth, so
they spit ACID on your skin and suck up the dissolved nutrients. Gross. And
when they are in great numbers, it is as a thousand needles laying waste to
your dermis. Fortunately, they only reach these numbers for a brief period in
the morning and evening, and are easily avoided.
Mosquitoes are present here, but I found
them to be a bit less aggressive than the Wisconsin variety, with the itching
not as potent, and Malaria-free. Again, mostly active at sunset.
The most dastardly are the "doctor
flies", horsefly-sized, beach-dwelling nasties that are NOT too small for
teeth, and in fact "operate" on you by biting a good-sized chunk of
flesh and carrying it away. The wound bleeds, and is slow to heal. Repellant
works for these and the rest of the bugs, but I for one will not hang around an
area with doctor flies!
Bahamians are basketball crazy. There are plenty of football lovers, and on many islands the players on softball teams have hero-status, but basketball is adored. The sport really took off and was followed by everyone when Rick Fox, a Bahamian, had a fabulous career in the NBA (and married Vanessa Williams).
They make courts anywhere and everywhere, using real goals when they can; otherwise piecing together backboards and rims from found materials just so they can sink a jumpshot from across the road. I cataloged the various courts and goals made of old bicycle rims, crates, and pallets throughout the islands while on my bike rides.
Besides a few basketball backboards, this national resource is prolific because of the trade deficit ($200-$400M out / $2.5B in!) = many products are imported and the pallets are a byproduct of the massive inflow of goods brought in by cargo ship. The hardwood shipping platforms accumulate on the docks of every island, so over the years Bahamians have learned to utilize them in the construction of many structures including:
And an entire Regatta Park Village!
I applaud this innovation and recycling of found materials. If more residents of the US and other "fully" developed countries followed this scheme, there would be less waste & pollution and increased wealth through the practice of solving problems with materials available at no cost.
I logged the
position of 98 BaTelCo towers, lighthouses, and radio towers; not visiting
those on Grand Bahama Island, or recording the confusing and changing layout of
the New Providence towers. This project sent me to the far reaches of every
island & cay, sometimes on primitive roads not traveled by other visitors.
Although it stretched the limits of my small-wheeled road bike, it put me in
high stature with the locals; showing I was interested enough in seeing places
that usually only they frequented. I have relayed the recoded positions of
these towers to the cruising guides listing less accurate numbers in their
publications.
I've come to like
sailing, biking, hiking, Pedigoing and snorkeling around in the islands. These
things started out pretty simple and carefree. We would sail the boat, during
the day, to a new anchorage. The next day we would put Pedigo together and head
to town with our bikes in tow. In town we would ride around checking out caves,
looking for geocaches and other landlubber activities. When we would return to
the boat and bath time came, we put on our snorkel equipment and jump in!
Sounds like a
pretty easy existence, doesn't it? It actually started out that way but then we
began experiencing the many things that could go wrong either while at sea or
on land. Let's see, in the last month:
engine quits; sails rip; Pedigo's drive breaks; bike tires blow; seat breaks
off; mosquito, dog and shark attacks; etc. (o.k., no actual shark attacks . .
.)
So now Mr. Safety
(Captain Bastard) kicks in and those spontaneous activities become a little
more complicated. Here are some examples of the way it is NOW:
Our enjoyment of The Bahamas was greatly
enhanced through the use of our bicycles. We went to places not usually
visited, and SAW more than those cruisers that rented vehicles because of our
slower speed and accessibility to knowledgeable residents. The aerobic physical
exercise was a great compliment to the physical but mostly stationary activity
of sailing Windigo around.
Although the road bikes allowed easier long
trips, some of the road conditions warranted mountain bike usage, and there
were several times where the use of our bikes was impossible. The full
suspension of the Moultons was fantastic, but the biggest obstacle to rough
road passage were the skinny, small diameter tires. We will consider a change
to mountain bikes at a future time when we can afford them.
Bike maintenance aboard a small vessel is a
nightmare. The salt air and occasional salt water has devastating effects on
the equipment. I completely rebuilt the bikes twice this year, and they badly
need another right now. Replacing all the cables and housings and chains every
four months is a pain; and this is necessary even with constant cleaning and
lubrication. If I build different bikes in the future, they will incorporate
design features more tolerant of the harsh conditions. But first I will need to
teach a couple hundred sailing students to afford the upgrade.
Below are the mileage statistics for my
Bahamian cycling. Highlights of these numbers include:
Island Miles
Ridden
Bimini =200
Chub/Frazer's
Hog, Berry Islands =40
Andros =580*
New
Providence, Nassau =260*
Spanish
Wells/Harbour Island =140
Eleuthera =600
Moores
Island =30
Abacos =380
Exumas =331*
Long
Island =168
Rum Cay =16
Acklins
Island =157*
Crooked
Island =80
San
Salvador =104
Cat
Island =150
Mayaguana =145
Great
Inagua =120
*total miles ridden in two
visits to these islands.
It is interesting to note that the Bahamian
government lists the total amount of improved roadways at 960 miles, with ALL
roads totaling 1,673 miles; this affirms the achievement of my riding every
road in The Bahamas.
This link
will bring you a spreadsheet of all anchorages Windigo used in The Bahamas,
with a bit of a description of the area, the locals, and any cruisers present
at the time of our visit.
To all the naysayers that poo-pooed our
extensive navigating of The Bahamas with a seven-foot draft:
"Phhhhhhffffffffffffffffffft!"
My advice to other deep-draft vessel crews
would be to consider the possibility of exploring any area that seems at all
accessible regardless of what others advise you. Gather all the information and
local knowledge you can amass; research the local habits and patterns of
fishermen and boaters; then utilize EVERY navigational tool at your disposal to
attempt a difficult passage. Time the tides and currents to your movements,
understand tradewinds and ocean currents and WEATHER so you are not surprised
at some common anomaly that runs contrary to what one would expect at first
glance. By expending a great deal of time becoming intimate with a particular
area, you will gain an appreciation of the subtleties and nuances of the place.
Even if you cannot fully complete your penetration into a difficult harbour or
passage, you will learn a lot about the information gathering process, and that
process may save your butt at a future moment.
You will also acquire a lasting respect for
the sailors of days gone by, who had far fewer resources of information, far
less seaworthy vessels, and virtually no assistance in times of trouble except
what they carried aboard. They had no EPIRBs or engines!
I cannot exaggerate the positive impact of
our bicycles on the cruising experience. They were the single item that caused
us to be thrilled with a place where others only wished to rush through and get
on to another island. The freedom and intimate connection the bikes provided
improved our experience throughout The Bahamas; even New Providence held
treasures not seen by a grand majority of sailors. The bikes gave us
inexpensive necessary transportation; provided much needed aerobic exercise;
allowed exploration of the far reaches of any island; put us face-to-face with
locals on their terms at their speed. We found every store, landmark,
attraction, geocache, beach, hilltop, etc. completely accessible and were able
to seek out directions most efficiently. We are working on a conversion to
mountain bikes to continue this level of access in the less-developed countries
we are heading to.
Karin also enjoys walking to meet the
peoples, and meeting the peoples was the one single thing that enhanced her
year the most. The discovery of locals is accomplished by walking to the
stores, laundries, libraries [her favorite!], and churches on Sunday, even if
you are not religious. These places are SOCIAL gathering spots where one can
get information on anchoring, passage-making, entertainment, festivals, local
food, history, and other items of interest.
I preferred to socialize with native
residents in the town "gazebo", an ubiquitous roofed patio located on
the beach or in the center of town where locals hang out to discuss politics,
the weather, crazy sailboaters, or anything else of interest. I would suggest
to enter this arena gently = this is definitely native turf and I always tried
to approach as a welcome guest instead of a lumbering invader.
To amplify the last point, I will now
dispense advice how to efficiently and comfortably exist in the world of
"Island Time". [As always, my free advice comes with a money-back
guarantee!] An example of how I would score a desperately needed engine part
for my boat:
I may inquire about the part at a store or
shop if one exists. This inquiry would be done AFTER a great deal of pleasantries
are exchanged with the clerk, owner, stockboy, and any other customers present.
The greater the need of the part, the longer the period of pleasantry exchange.
Your objective may be accomplished and several friends obtained by this very
first step.
But a hard-to-find part or lack of stores
complicates the issue, no? What is needed in this case is to walk [or cycle]
around to seek out the best mechanic in town. Or the junk yard. Or the
wealthiest resident. Play it by ear to locate the most probable source for your
part. Once you have identified the individual most likely to have the resources
to help you, DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES TELL HIM DIRECTLY WHAT YOU NEED!
This may seem contrary to business practices you have learned in the past, but
you must realize that (1) you are not at Wal-Mart; (2) this capable individual
has no direct interest in you or your stupid little problem; (3) he probably
does not HAVE the part at this moment and probably lives for the moment; (4)
you are on "Island Time" [refer to (3) and the part about living for
the moment].
Instead of asking, begging, or worst of
all, demanding the procurement of your part, forget about it for now and
make small talk. Ask him about the weather [which you actually care about] - or
where to get fresh water [which you probably need] - or anything else that you
can chat about. Ask about his family and his history; show an interest in his
life & island. Tell him whatever he asks about you, but don’t offer boring
seas stories now. After making his acquaintance, shake his hand, smile and
thank him for all he has offered and LEAVE.
The NEXT day, happen to wander by his place
= smile and wave. Only chat if he starts a conversation, then only expound upon
the previous day's subjects. After an enjoyably short period of time, shake his
hand, smile and thank him for all he has offered and LEAVE. I will point out
that this is a lesson on how to obtain a badly needed engine part, but there
has been NO TALK of that and very little of your boat. You have not gotten the
part, but have done something much more important to the process, you have made
a friend.
Although "Island Time" may
preclude the construction of a house in a few weeks, restaurant service as fast
as Milwaukee, or a meeting / party to start at its scheduled time, the time it
takes to make a true friend is inversely proportional to all that other stuff
that takes much longer to get done compared to back home.
ON THE THIRD or FOURTH DAY, during the
visit with your friend [which will probably include lunch or a ride or more
introductions to his friends and family], you happen to mention the serious
problem you have with your engine. NOW you have the cooperation of a friend in
a faraway place that has a much greater chance
of getting the part than all the shopping and asking and demanding you
could muster.
If you behaved well the first couple days
in his presence, your engine part problem is soon to be solved in some way you
probably couldn't have imagined. Perhaps the part will be made or 'found' that
very day; perhaps it will need to come from off-island, but you new ally has
the ability to expedite the process.
And you will discover, after a few of these
transactions, that although the initial objectives get accomplished, the
friendships and experiences will be more fulfilling than buckets of engine
parts. At this point, you have accepted the flow of Island Time.
Congratulations.
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