Saturday, February 13, 2016

More dinner parties

Everyone had such a good time yesterday that we had another cookout tonight but this time there was less lobster, more conch and turtle.  I have never had turtle before but tonight I know why some of them have become extinct.  Turtle meat tastes wonderful!  It is very similar to chicken and the marina guys fried and seasoned it to perfection.

Lobsters, along with conch and turtle make for an excellent meal

We walked over to Bob’s Beach midday and soon after a front-end loader drove down to the beach and started dragging away the dredge pipe that had been abandoned there years earlier.  By that afternoon the pipe was gone, leaving only a gouge in the sand where it had been.

Removing the dredge pipe from the beach where it has lain for years.

 Portugese Man-O-War washed up on the beach and blown up by the sun.  Where did the tenacles go?


Friday, February 12, 2016

North Bimini, Bahamas

Friday morning got Peggy off to a good start when she fell out of bed, landing hard on one heal and hitting her head on the pilot house rail.  The heal hurt bad enough to prevent any weight on it so Bob did a grocery store run while Peggy relaxed on the boat, reading with her feet up and nursing the bruise on her forehead.  The rest of the day was spent on vacation, reading, relaxing and sitting in the lounge chairs in the sand.
Mike and Sharon on “Sunday Service” bought lobsters which we all shared for dinner tonight at the marina grill.  The marina crew prepared and cooked everything while others brought appetizers or dishes to share.  Impromptu barbecues, cookouts and cocktail parties has becoming the norm.

The Browns Marina Crew are also excellent chefs                             
Isaac from St. Louis (Sunday Service).  Boat dogs are welcome at Brown’s

Thursday, February 11, 2016

Ft. Lauderdale to North Bimini by Seaplane

After our seaplane was cancelled yesterday we found a room at a hotel and caught a Silver flight in this morning.  John Crawford was catching the return flight to Fort Lauderdale so we were able to speak to him briefly across security before catching the land taxi which was more like a bus than the passenger van we took to the airport when leaving.  A quick ride on the water taxi and a few minute walk and we were back home where our suitcases exploded over all horizontal boat surfaces and stayed that way while we visited with new and old marina residents and searched the refrigerator to see what leftovers from John were there.