After taking on fuel and ice ourselves, we pondered staying overnight. Eventually, the smell of garbage, and the sound of barking dogs convinced us.. |
...to leave for the solace of the open ocean, and head directly for the dreaded Windward Passage between Haiti and Cuba. |
So Bob dropped the dinghy and pushed them out to sea |
We were greeted by the Mayor, who arranged for a taxi to take us out to the salt flats to see the flocks of flamingos that feed there. |
With absolutely no wind, the other boat tried to leave by fending off with a long stick |
But soon ended up against a mud bank |
When we arrived at Great Inagua, we found the small harbor full of Haitian Fishing boats taking on ice. |
One was kind enough to make room for us and in we went, tying up against a crumbling concrete wharf behind the other boat |