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Cruising Tales From The Log of Nilaya
by Jim and Mary Gienko
January, 2005 -
Part 4
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Jim and Mary purchased Nilaya, a 36’ Bayfield |
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cutter-rigged sailboat, in 1986, with the express
purpose of someday sailing her in the Bahamas and
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further south into the Caribbean. This is the story of that first saltwater voyage, a three month
cruise to the Exumas in the
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Cruising Tales From The Log of Nilaya
by Jim Gienko
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Part 4
Nassau --We awoke this
morning, early, to the sound of the harbor
waking up. It was a comforting sound to hear
voices and activities and made me think that
finally the fun will begin. After doing chores,
filling fuel cans for Jim and doing laundry for
Mary, we decided to play tourist in Nassau.
After exploring the Atlantis hotel, we walked
across the famous Paradise Island Bridge and
explored “the other side.” The shacks of the
fresh fish vendors were a real contrast to the
opulence of the Atlantis hotel, but we enjoyed
the native experience. On our walk to Fred and
Jane’s Marina, we stopped at a local stand for
conch fritters. Jim spent nearly an hour talking
with the Bahamian women about conch fritters and
coconut milk. They loved him. The following day,
we joined Fred and Jane at the Harbor Club
Marina. Not as beautiful as Hurricane Hole, but
more to our liking and pocketbook. We did the
tourist thing again today--taking advantage of a
free tour of the Atlantis aquarium and then on
to the straw market. All this was a walking
tour, but the trip back to the Marina was by
local bus where we talked with people on the bus
and scooped up local knowledge on where to eat
dinner--Double D’s. We had lots to celebrate
because we were finally in the Bahamas. The plan
was to leave the next day for the true
destination, the Exumas.
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Nassau to Allen Cay--If there are two
things that are really making this trip
uncomfortable it is the quantity of wind and
the poorly running engine. Coming into the
pass at Allen Cay, it was only with a song
and a prayer that got us safely through the
current and standing waves into the
anchorage. Once there, finding a suitable
spot to anchor with our 5’8” draft was
troublesome. Jim will become known as the
anchoring king on this trip. We anchored 4
times before he was satisfied. This should
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foreshadowing of
what was to happen later. Around 2:00am (and
at low tide) the strong winds shifted. One
moment we were in 6’6” of water and next
moment we were hitting the bottom as the
waves lifted Nilaya and then dropped her on
her bottom. This happened twice before we
could get the engine started and the
anchored raised. Now we are reanchoring in the
dark, in an anchorage with few good holding
spots, shallow water, and 20+ knots of wind. We
anchored 4 times before we felt secure, but I
doubt if either of us slept the rest of the
night. 
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"If you are really living... you are enjoying the Punta Gorda
Life"
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