Ani’s Beach

Welcome to Ani’s Beach (aka Flamingo Cay)!  Brian and I headed to the beach first thing during our first morning at Flamingo.  We made a campfire ring, gathered some firewood, and pitched our backpacking tent to provide Ani some shade.  We wanted the scene set so that everyone could enjoy the beach throughout the day and into the evening.

Ashley & Ani

Ashley & Ani

IMG_8139That day everyone explored and relaxed…

Ashley & Ani visit Grandpa Don

Ashley & Ani visit Grandpa Don

Me, Tania, Ashley, & Ani hiking with Shellee (our photographer) to the shrimp pools...and beyond!

Me, Tania, Ashley, & Ani hiking with Shellee (our photographer) to the shrimp pools.


Red shrimp, or should we say...appetizer?

Red shrimp, or should we say…appetizer?

The fishing posse returned!!  And they were successful!IMG_8153

Ren stands by while Bailey inspects the conchs

Ren stands by while Bailey inspects the conch

Brian & Jamel with their hogfish

Brian & Jamel with their hog fish

Ray & Genna

Ray & Genna

What a spectacular spread for supper at Ani’s Beach!

hummus, risotto, coleslaw, couscous salad, collard greens, cornbread, and of course cookies and s'mores for dessert

Hummus, risotto, coleslaw, couscous salad, collard greens, cornbread, and of course cookies and s’mores for dessert.

Ray, Ren & Brian fire up the grill

Ray, Ren & Brian fire up the grill

Jamel, Brian, & Ren - these boys love bugs!

Jamel, Brian, & Ren – these boys love bugs!

Tania braves Ray's spicy grouper

Ray unveils his spicy grouper



Hog Fish seasoned with sour orange, salt, & pepper

Winding down after a stellar day…Ray, Jamel, and Ren share a jam session, unplugged.IMG_8180

Shellee, Genna, & Brian

Shellee, Genna, & Brian



Winter Getaway Aboard Rode Trip – Week #2

It’s hard to believe that two weeks have already ended and our friends, Brian and Jennifer, are making their way back to Honesdale, PA. Brian and Jennifer adapted to Rode Trip with ease! They could practically sail and maintain this ship by themselves, not to mention that they totally kicked back and enjoyed the cruising lifestyle. I think it is safe to say that they had a spectacular vacation; and we were sad to see them go.

During our first week with Brian and Jennifer, we had explored Staniel Cay and nearby Big and Little Major. We had celebrated a festive Christmas on Great Guana Cay with the fabulous residents at Black Point. During week two, we island hopped southward along the Exumas.

At Great Guana Cay we followed the trail which led us to a cave just north of Oven Rock.







Snorkeling opportunities were plentiful…even frolicking with mermaids!






Fishing comprised a large part of each day. Fish tacos were on the menu the evening the guys harvested roughly 20 lion fish.


Deep sea fishing was less successful. We didn’t land any mahi-mahi’s, although we did manage to select the best lure for barracudas…and each catch was larger! Finally we opted to take the line out of the water, we’d had enough barracudas.




The guys tried their best…but sometimes even without fish a night of burgers and BIG beers really hits the spot! MMmmmmm!




Glamorous sunsets were the perfect ending to each fun-filled day.


Kayak excursions provided a nice change of pace. Brian and Jennifer took a turn and explored the salt pond at Normand’s Pond Cay.




Fishing was a hit at Normand’s Pond Cay and the small blue hole provided a great backdrop for photo shoots. Brian landed this new find for us, a stone crab, which was delicious.






On the trails a Stocking Island, we hiked to the top of Monument Beach for beautiful views.





Termite mound.


“It’s a starfish!”


We chilled at Chat’n’Chill where we enjoyed rum punches, goombay smashes, and Kalik.


It was a spectacular vacation and we are looking forward to Brian and Jennifer’s next visit…wherever Rode Trip may be!



Catch of the Day – January 26, 2013

This morning while we enjoyed our breakfast at the marina one last time, this heron chowed down on the hound fish he’d just caught.


The heron swallowed that entire fish in one gulp! See that bulge in his neck…hope his digestive system is ready for the challenge!


After breakfast and birdwatching, Brian and I got ready to leave. Staying at the marina had been wonderful and now we’d made new friends. But at $48/day (a great price in our opinion) it was not the best option for our cruising kitty. We topped off our water tanks ($15 for 30-gallons) and settled up with the marina office. We didn’t have to say goodbye just yet as we were not going far. Jim showed us a spot just around the corner in the harbor where we’d have good holding and protection for anchoring. And so we cast off from the dock, rounded the corner, and dropped the hook. Soon after Rode Trip’s anchor was secure ’round the corner came two dinghies. Today we were joining Jon & Arline and John & Anita for our first round of spear fishing.

I gathered Brian’s gear; mask, snorkel, wet suit, swim fins, spear, gloves, and sunscreen. I made certain I had the camera water-proofed and ready to go. Then we dropped ourselves and our lifejackets into each of the two dinghies and were headed out to the ocean.


We stopped the dinghies near the water’s edge. Brian, Jon, and John (known as big John and little Jon for lack of any other nicknames that we’re aware) made themselves water ready.


The guys didn’t waste any time heading toward the overhanging coral. The gals kept a close watch on their whereabouts in case they caught a fish or needed a dinghy break. Anita and I spotted two large, orange starfish. Anita pulled out a bucket with a plexiglass bottom. She directed me to swish out the bucket, then place it against the water to look down through. What an amazing contraption! It was just as though I had put a magnifying glass to the water. I could see clearly to the bottom. At every opportunity I peered through the bucket. This was my idea of perfect snorkeling! Dry with a good view.




No luck this time. Big John did take a shot at one fish but it got away. Little Jon spotted some lobsters but thought they weren’t quite big enough. We headed back into the harbor where Jon & Arline showed us a wrecked trimaran, good fish hiding territory. Brian and big John got back into the water. Little Jon reported to us that he was, “cold and old.” It was an overcast day and the water was probably 60-ish degrees. A bit more sun would have helped for warmth and fish spotting through the clear water. Brian and big John spotted lobsters and crabs amidst the wrecked boat. Brian spotted some fish as well. Nothing to aim at though. Both Johns decided they were done for today.

Once we’d been returned to Rode Trip I asked Brian if he was cold. He turned to me with quite the grin, eyes glowing, and said, “I used this wet suit for New Hampshire waters, I could do this all day. This is fun!” And so that is just what we did. Brian unloaded the dinghy from the deck back into the water. We put all the gear inside including our dinghy anchor, bucket for any caught fishes, and a casting pole. I added a water bottle and two oranges. What are wives for, eh? Besides I know Brian’s love of fishing can last for hours and hours.

We puttered around the harbor for two hours. Brian would swim along the shorelines where the coral and mangroves created fish havens. I sat in the dinghy keeping and eye on Brian’s whereabouts while nonchalantly casting the rod catching blades of grass on each return. Then I’d follow along to keep close in case he needed me. This was great dinghy driving practice! Back at the wrecked boat Brian had hit it big. His first Bahamian lobster!


I had only a moment to snap a photo before he was shoving it toward me saying, “the bucket, get it into the bucket.” With as few EEKS! as possible I lowered the bucket and Brian dumped the lobster into it.
“Ewe he’s huge! What if he gets out, I don’t want him in the dinghy!”
Brian calmly replied, “he’s dead, or will be in a minute. I think you’ll be fine.” Yup the poor lobster had been stabbed right through the base of his neck.

While Brian continued the hunt I marveled at this strange looking lobster and wondered what parts would be the good eats. My favorite part of NE lobsters are the claws, but no claws on this guy. Finally after scanning the nooks and crannies on the opposite end of the harbor Brian decided he was done, for now. We cooked ourselves a lobster tail for lunch. It certainly was tasty, but without any bias (said while winking) I will say that it just wasn’t as sweet as its NE cousins.

After lunch Brian was back in action. This time his plan was to take our lobster remains and chum over the wrecked boat. Maybe we will be having fish for dinner…