When we left Gun, we obeyed the wind and sailed to an anchorage on the bank (even though the Captain swore on a previous trip that he'd NEVER anchor on the Bahama Bank again). The holding was good, though, and we settled in for another beautiful night. There were storms all around on the radar, including a giant storm cloud that appeared over Miami.
We watched it diligently, both because the sun was setting under it and because it could potentially give us a good boat wash to get all the salt off the deck (Serendipity looked more like Krispy Kreme).
The next morning, we planned to go to Frasier's Hog since we've never been and so we could check into Customs. However, once again we obeyed the wind and sailed on to Little Whale Cay. The evening was beautiful, and even though the ride was....let's say bumpy because that sounds better than butt-kicking....it was still a good day. Little Whale is a private island with a few homes, a pretty little white church, and a beautiful beach.
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