Little Harbor and Pete's Pub

Wednesday 19th - It's getting more isolated here as we move away from Marsh Harbor. We decide to sail down to that last harbor in the Sea of Abaco. Following along the theme of easy naming this one's called "Little Harbor". For us it's a challenge to get into as the entrance is less than five feet and we need help from the tide to make it in. We get in OK and pick up a mooring for which we have to pay at Pete's Pub. Back in the fifties a couple set up a little art colony here (well I think it was just them) but they are famous for their bronze castings, at least famous enough to charge $23,000 for some of them.

When we went to Pete's pub there were a handful of people there. By the time our food arrived the place was teeming with people. It turned out that the Dive boat stops there for lunch and also as it is on the mainland people drive there in their cars. So much for our isolated little harbor.

Pete's Pub

The Atlantic side. It's a little weird as you are in the harbor which is tranquil but the sounds come from the waves crashing on the beach on the Atlantic side.

After lunch we rowed over to some caves on the other side of the harbor. They're quite big and had bats in them. Well we couldn't see them as they roosted up in holes in the rocks, but you could hear them flapping their wings when you got too close. I like this one with the maniacal face looking at Phil.