Shroud Cay

We headed off to Shroud Cay after spending 2 nights in the Highbourne Marina to go on mooring for the next 3-4 nights.  Shroud Cay is another beautiful place if you can believe it. 

Being on a mooring ball is like being on anchor except for the sense of security the mooring ball provides.  Because the mooring ball is fixed to the ocean floor, we are able to have confidence that our anchor would not slip or fail.  Getting the mooring ball was challenging, but with the help of Revil in the Boston Whaler, we were able to attach to the mooring line properly and see what we needed to do in the future.

Later, we tied up 4 boats of the 5 boats and inflated our red lounge raft to enjoy a late afternoon in the warm, clear waters.

On the 2^nd day, we went to explore the island.  The island has paths of mangrove lined canals running through it.  Unlike Marco Island, the water is crystal clear and in some cases bright blue within these canals – nothing I have ever seen before. 

We found a fresh water well after a small hike up a rocky/lava hill (no shoes). 

Later in the afternoon, we made our way by dingy through one of these canals to the other side of the Island where we had access to the Exumas Sound.  The view from the top of the hill was breathtaking (I wore shoes this time).

The next day, Kim/Revil/Dan and I decided to try fishing again.  The seas were again very rough, but this time we left Sydney at home so we could concern ourselves with our own stability.  We spent 7 hours listening to music and trying to catch the elusive Tuna/Mahi Mahi/Wahoo.  We concluded (I concluded) that we wanted Tuna/Mahi Mahi too much and we needed to change our perspectives.  Once we did, things changed.  After catching 6 Barracuda (some pretty big), we finally caught our 1^st half Mahi Mahi.  Apparently, a shark and I had different intentions for dinner.  At this point, a ½ of a Mahi Mahi is better than none.  I called it appetizer.  About 20 minutes later, Dan caught a bird and was reeling it in (it looked like he was flying a kite) to the boat to unhook it, while another Mahi Mahi jumped on the line.  The humanitarians, Dan and Kim, saved the bird, while the hunters, Revil and I, were focused on dinner.  The bird was saved, the fish was netted, and the appetizer turned into dinner.

We have decided to stay another night to go to a plane wreck and to try our hand at some bottom fishing.