Gail, Susan and I struck out on a road trip yesterday. Our first destination was to be Sandy Point. It is far south from where we are. 
You will have to enlarge map to get the idea. Sandy Point is about 50 miles south of Marsh Harbour, which puts it about 30 miles from Little Harbour. We were able to borrow the Pierce’s Jeep, which is always fun. I want one!
Right after you approach the “Welcome to Sandy Point” sign, on the left you will find, if you don’t blink, the Sandy Point Airport. United will NOT be flying into there I promise. Next, is the Ferry office, where you can purchase tickets to go to Nassau. (Don’t have any desire to go there myself…yuk… too many people.
Sandy Point was hit pretty hard by Sandy (ironic huh?), but the one eat place we intended to hit and have lunch, Nancy’s, was operating. Yeah! It was amazing. Lobster, Fried Chicken, or Mutton Snapper, rice and peas, and slaw were the choices. I was very tempted to get the chicken … but… it’s a fishing village.
This is a picturesque community of about 200 that make their living from the sea. There are almost as many churches as their are houses, seemed like anyway. They are also fortunate enough to be able to work some for an Island that is 8 miles away that used to be known at Gorda Cay (now Castaway Island). A vacation destination for the Disney’s “Big Red Boats“. Yep, Disney purchased the Island and building facilities to accommodate their cruisers. Most of the labor is from the people of Sandy Point.
After our trip to E & E Grocery and the docks to get fuel, we ventured to our next stop… Crossing Rocks. Not much to say about this little village, but the beach used to be filled with sea glass. Sandy did some damage there as well. We were able to get a couple bags full for Gail to take home. Mission accomplished. On the way home, we picked up this little boy and his heavy load (conch shells) and gave him a lift home. How about that smile?
Then we took a chance from my memory and went off the road a couple miles, good thing we had the jeep, in search for just one of the many blue holes here in the Abacos. There are so many, it’s crazy. This particular hole is called the Sawmill Sink. A lot of underwater exploration goes on in these holes. Some prehistoric crap has been recovered on many occasions.
Fun day!
