Georgetown
The vibe aboard Cupcake is radically different now that we are anchored in Georgetown. This place is crazy – there are more than 270 boats anchored here, many in town for the Cruisers Regatta. Regatta includes some sailboat racing, some volleyball, some kayak racing, some costume parties, some dances, paddle board races, rowboat races, sailing dinghy races, some cookouts, some sand castle competitions, and on and on.
This morning we got towed to the beach by Jennabird because we were operating with an engineless Mr. Flowerpot. The dinghy was de-powered because Moss and John from Mojo were competing in the blind rowboat race. The oarsman (John) was blindfolded while the navigator (Moss) told him where to go. (They were well-suited for their roles.)
The kids had an excellent chance to do well, but when the dads pushed the dinghy off at the start, we gave too firm a shove and Moss toppled off backwards from her perch on the transom.
In the ensuing chaos, John kept rowing, blindly. Moss came up sputtering and then struck out to swim and catch up with her ride. John figured he was rowing straight and that was why Moss was so quiet. She finally caught up to him, climbed aboard to cheers from the crowd on the beach, and off they went. Alas, they did not win. But there is no doubt they were the crowd favorite.
We are partially provisioned for our next batch of guests. The expectation is that we will stick around for some of the remaining events in Georgetown (invited to race on Mojo, plan on a sand castle entry, and of course lots of kid-boat fun) and then hoof it back up to Staniel Cay in time to meet Jim, Sherry, and Eliot next week. It’s about a 60 mile trip back up the southern Exumas. But with the prevailing winds blowing from the ESE we ought to have a fabulous couple of days sailing to get there.
LEGO rendition of the dinghy mishap.