Apr 18, 201308:43 AM
Swing Set: Cruising Full Time
Fox Town Little Abacos
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Rosie hooked our floater onto the chain/line connection. We were in seven feet of crystal-clear water with plenty of protection from anything but a westerly blow. We had an excellent Internet connection, some stores and restaurants nearby, and plenty of snorkeling opportunities. We knew we could stay here for a few days and let our finances catch up with our expenses with no problem at all.
You may have missed it from an earlier post, but some may wonder about our use of the "floater" on our anchor rode. The floater is a small fender attached to a short stainless cable with a snap on the end in order to clip it to the last link on the chain before the rope splice. We only have 25 feet of chain, and we don't want the chain/rope splice to contact a sand, or rocky bottom. The float keeps the splice off of the bottom and is easy to deploy. I later dove down on our anchor to not only confirm a good hold, but to check on the effect the float was having on our rode and found it to be satisfactory. Enough about that.
We took a short nap and then dropped the dinghy to go exploring. We're far enough from town to escape prying eyes, but just a short dinghy ride away. We can also see the boat from the one restaurant we'll go to if we go at all.
The shore of Fox Town is lined with rocks, big rocks. Four huge boulders sit as sentinels guarding the entrance to the two fuel docks and the government dock. I use the term "dock" loosely here. There's not much to them. We motored over to Shell fuel dock, where the restaurant Da Valley is located. We were told to park our dinghy at a rickety ladder leading to the deck of a building next door, but we were not planning on staying just then. We just wanted to case out the terrain and ask if we could bring our pet to Da Valley. "Of course, mon," came the reply, as if we were crazy to ask. The guy we asked had directed us into the dock at the fuel station and the restaurant. He had a cute puppy with him, all white with a solid black circle around his left eye. I didn't take a picture, but perhaps later. The small pink scabs covering the puppy were a little disconcerting, however, and a mental note was made for us to keep precious Holly at a distance if we made shore.
We secluded ourselves back on the boat, putting on the stereo and relaxing in the cockpit, taking an occasional dip in the ocean and keeping an eye on the horizon for other boats coming into the harbor for the night as they made their way east to the more popular Spanish Cay. We kept hearing them on the VHF, but no one stopped. We'd defrosted two more of our "summer crabs," and I made a pot of spaghetti. We topped the spaghetti with a butter, garlic and lemon sauce, along with a nice "crab" on top. Don't forget the Parmesan. That was some good eating.
Fox Town isn't mentioned by anyone on Active Captain, and no fuel stop is advertised there. The Abacos Guide and Bahamas Waterway Guide do mention it, but I think the rocks and shallow water scare most travelers away. Our friends Denny and Reggie have visited the restaurant here, so we'll have to try it for their sake. We might wait until Friday, or when we can see anyone else at the place, using our binoculars. We don't want to be the only patrons in the joint like we were at Sherri's in Bimini.
I've already made routes to the next two stops, both cays on the Sea of Abaco. Both anchorages are secluded with no services, but only eight to 10 miles from here, so Internet service should be OK. For now, we have an iffy weather forecast ahead of us, but we have plenty of fuel, are making our own water, and have plenty of food and beverages...although the Bud Light supply is looking slim. My plan of two beers a day for each of us is as laughable now as it was when I made it. I'll check back in when we have another story to tell.