While the blueberry fields are demanding my attention, starting about now , through harvest and into fall, my mind wanders a bit in reminiscing about the "good old days" in the Abacos, in dee Bahamas, mon.
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Some may have an interest in my recalling events and places along the way to the Abacos. My children and grand children recall with the same fondness, these reminiscings. I am glad that they had the opportunity of those "once in a life experiences" to recall and hold in their hearts....those times that we shared.
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Therefore, I have decided to share with those who "care to dare", even vicariously so, and travel back in time to dee Abacos, mon where a little part of our hearts still reside.
.So, hang on, we will take a series of adventures into the Archipelagoes , lying just East of us, across the Straits of Florida and the mysterious Gulf Stream....never to be taken for granted! Its unscheduled furry has claimed many an uwary sailor and taken them down into the briny deeps of the unfathomable Gulf Trench, never to be seen or heard from again.
Well somebody's gotta do the dirty work.....Huh, Sarah.
Cleaning dee boot, mon, dat got us to dee Abacos!
My grandaughter, Sarah, swabbing the decks of the "NO MO TOYS" in which we made several trips across the Florida Straights to West End Grand Bahama Island and thence across the Little Bahama Bank to Marsh Harbor on the Great Abaco Island where we owned a house in the Great Abaco Club and spent much of our time from April 2001 until December 2004. The voyage across the, usually placid Little Bahama Bank, was about 140 miles of indescribable beauty across the shallow waters of the bank.
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The "Douglas Villa" seen on its South side of the house
Villa's West side of the house.
Villa East side and street side entrace to the house.
The villa living room.
The master bedroom.
Master bedroom sitting area.
Captain & 1st mate taking a break in the heat of the day!
Downstairs veranda looking south into the Sea of Abaco.
Snoozing on the downstairs veranda ain't bad either...I sure ain't hurting none, here!!!!
Dee coconut tree, upstairs veranda, looking south, again.
Looking south from upstairs veranda out into the sea of Abaco.
As the sun goes down, another beautiful day in "paradise found".
Dis ain't all, mon, we're just getting started....more later, may the Good Lord Bless and Keep you until we meet again.
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