beaches

 Whether you're familiar with the beaches of Sandbanks Provincial Park, Wasaga Beach, Southend on Sea or Europe in general, seems to me there is nothing that can rival this!

The morning walk today.

Taking a new rout, out to a favorite local fishing spot on Cupid Cay.

Robert, white shirt, told us he's from a family of 17 children, of whom only 12 survived.

Local folk here are open and friendly, not jaded by hoards or tourists in other Caribbean islands. That one of the huge attractions that lure us back here each winter.

 And our resident gecko stayed still long enough this morning for this portrait!

Some random images of our new neighborhood

 The days slip by, and we adapt comfortable to our new environment.

Governors Harbour has certain permanent elements. Feral chickens. Noisy, and everywhere. But you kind of get used to it, as it blends into the general background noise 'downtown'. There was a rumor a few years ago that one of the local ex-pats living hear had declared a bounty on them. Clearly that had no effect.

The cats, on the other hand, are not noisy. Simply cute little scroungers.

 Still doing the daily Wordal. No cappuccino, just 'normal' coffee. But . . . . Home made cranberry scones!

 And the morning walks . . . always a pleasure to be away from snow and sleet.

 

 

 

Thismorning

 Anchor point.

The horizon simply wasn't there!

the beach, the beach

 A walk on French Leave beach yesterday evening, absolutely empty of people. Three miles long or so of pristine sand. What is even more encouraging and good to see, the lack of any plastic garbage washed up by the ocean. we're on the Atlantic side, so at the mercy of whatever is out there.

 As we're the only ones on the beach, an attempt at a selfie. Haven't really had any practice, but thought we'd give it a go.

The phone had also become our camera of choice for this trip. Not bad for a little gadget. I'd rather use a real camera, but the phone sure is handy.

 

 

On the way back we made a small visit to another part of the gardens around the 'estate' we're booked into. It doesn't seem to matter where you look, here is always some bougainvillea to 'wow' over. 

 

 

Eleuthera . . .here we come!

It was not without some degree of trepidation that we made a much considered decision to hike out of Kingston on this, out first post-pandemic long distance trip. Apart from health considerations, there were also flight scheduling challenges, but once overcome we were ready to roll.

The trip south to Eleuthera was a three day venture, overnighting in Toronto, and again in Nassau.

This time we struck lucky, booking into a hotel 5 minutes from the airport, and with a decent restaurant in-house.

The pool was included in the deal, but no real time to enjoy this winter luxury, as we had an early flight the next morning.

Hire car waiting for us at Governors Harbour airport upon arrival, and only a 10 minute drive to our new home away from home for the next while.

Not so much has changed since we were last here in early 2020. The pace of life is relaxed, although it’s taken us the best part of a week to slow down and acclimatize to the rhythm.

Morning walks have been a treat. No snow or ice to contend with. Local folk greet you with a wave as you encounter them, and there is . . . peace and quiet!

Cappuccino? Least said the better. Those who know our taste for good coffee will not be surprised at a hint of disappointment, particularly at US$7 a cup! But these are small things.

Simply put, we’re happy to be out of our covid bubble and intent on getting back to some semblance of normal.