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Another Adventure anchored just outside the mouth of the harbor, waiting <strong>for</strong> high tide in Fresh Creek on Andros. The Chickcharnies<br />

Hotel is in the background.<br />

have embraced GPS to the point of no longer maintaining<br />

lighted navigation aids on the shallow banks (<strong>for</strong> that matter—many<br />

of the navigation aids are just plain missing).<br />

That said, crossing the bank is pretty straight<strong>for</strong>ward, day<br />

or night, with a good chartplotter and a copy of the Explorer<br />

Chartbook. We needed two books <strong>for</strong> this voyage: The Near<br />

Bahamas and The Exumas.<br />

Morgan’s Bluff on Andros Island<br />

After transferring Echo back onboard <strong>for</strong> a dawn departure,<br />

our second hop took us through the North West Passage<br />

where we turned south to Morgan’s Bluff on the northeastern<br />

tip of Andros (the North West Channel is not to be confused<br />

with New Providence Channel, located farther north).<br />

Alternatively, we could have turned left to Chub Cay and<br />

cleared customs, as both are a day’s sail from Nassau. We<br />

chose Andros, the largest island of the Bahamas, because<br />

we’d never been there and it is not heavily visited (most<br />

guides ignore this interesting island), and we were well<br />

ahead of schedule—time to explore. The Morgan’s Bluff outer<br />

harbor was easy to find at the end of a well-marked ship<br />

channel, and by 2 p.m., we were entering the outer harbor.<br />

The outer harbor is wide open to NNW through NE<br />

winds, so we threaded the short narrow passage past colorful<br />

Regatta Park to the very small inner harbor—so small<br />

the only anchoring was a bowline to a tree and stern anchor<br />

in the harbor. Four vessels pretty much had that space<br />

claimed. There was also a ferry ramp and cargo dock<br />

reminding us that island freighters would be maneuvering<br />

in this tight space. The fuel dock (a barren concrete wall)<br />

was unoccupied, and we were invited by islanders to raftup<br />

there <strong>for</strong> Sunday night as the fuel station was closed. A<br />

phone call from Willie’s bar brought a personable customs<br />

agent from the airport to our boats. Three hundred dollars<br />

later we had our clearance and cruising permit.<br />

We were told by Keith, a long-time British inhabitant,<br />

that the population was about 25,000, or one person per<br />

square mile—just about perfect in his estimation. He took us<br />

on a short tour in his Rover; first to the water dock at the<br />

outer harbor, then on to the Morgan’s Bluff Caves. Water<br />

dock sounded redundant; aren’t most docks on the water<br />

We learned that this dock in Morgan’s Bluff is the departure<br />

point <strong>for</strong> the motorized barges that carry about 4.5- to 5-million<br />

gallons of fresh water to Nassau daily.<br />

The caves were a short walk east of the inner harbor.<br />

They were low but spacious, 6- to 8-feet high inside with<br />

several side passages that led to other rooms and tighter<br />

exits. One could easily envision early island inhabitants<br />

gathered around fires with their sleeping mats on the<br />

packed sand floor, sheltered from the wind and rain.<br />

The plan was to stay a night, then sail south along the<br />

eastern Andros reef visiting Fresh Creek and perhaps<br />

Middle Bight. Strong NW winds and high seas made staying<br />

another day seem wise. Even the water boat stayed safe<br />

and snug in Nassau. The local (self-appointed) harbormaster<br />

visited to see if we needed water or were positioned so<br />

as to owe a mooring fee Our polite request of the fuel dock<br />

owner and a fuel purchase opened the door to another night<br />

at the fuel dock. After carrying jerry cans of fuel to the boats,<br />

we started the several-mile walk south to Nicholls Town<br />

and Pineville to get a data connection from BATELCO, do<br />

some banking and explore. Friendly islanders made the trip<br />

easier by stopping to give us rides. In Pineville, we noticed<br />

a truck van box sitting on the round beside the road, learning<br />

it was the water store. The clerk explained that they sold<br />

water bottled in Nassau. She believed folks returning from<br />

Nassau developed a taste <strong>for</strong> New Providence water and<br />

wanted it on Andros so they bought it bottled (isn’t Nassau<br />

water shipped from Andros) While walking back to the<br />

boats, we saw the large ponds used to hold water <strong>for</strong> transfer<br />

to the water ship.<br />

Farther South to Fresh Creek on Andros<br />

Next, we elected to hop south along the eastern Andros reef<br />

to Fresh Creek (our alternative would have been a 48-mile<br />

run east to Nassau, but we were running early <strong>for</strong><br />

Junkanoo). There is a shallow, winding unmarked channel<br />

between the reef and the island, which we felt was wisely<br />

left to those with shallow draft and local knowledge. While<br />

Fresh Creek was picturesque and interesting, with the wellworn<br />

Chickcharnies Hotel, batik factory, post office, groceries<br />

and the nearby A.U.T.E.C. facility (a naval testing<br />

facility, strictly off limits) the town is not heavily visited. The<br />

narrow harbor (essentially a river) is not suited <strong>for</strong> anchoring,<br />

as we were advised by several concerned residents calling<br />

from the bridge. George, the self-reputed harbormaster,<br />

helped us tie to an unused part of the crumbling government<br />

dock <strong>for</strong> the night. We find it hard to tell who has<br />

authority and who doesn’t on the less developed islands,<br />

since “officials” dress the same as civilians, with the exception<br />

of customs and immigration.<br />

During the night, a ship turning around at the government<br />

dock swept through the area where we had been<br />

anchored earlier. That would have been a rude awakening.<br />

<strong>News</strong> & <strong>Views</strong> <strong>for</strong> <strong>Southern</strong> <strong>Sailors</strong> SOUTHWINDS November 2011 45

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