Temperatures plummeted into the 60’s and the winter jammies, long pants, and sweatshirts were hauled out. We enjoyed the company of Dave and Donna from Pas de Deux for cocktails and stories, and the next day, moved on to Normans. Dave and Donna know Seale and Hank George from White Stone, whom we met at dinner with our architect Bill and his wife Catherine.
Norman’s Cut is like a little alley between Normans and Wax Cay, a streak of dark blue water defines the anchorage, bordered by reefs and sand bumps. Comfortable for say 20 boats, that number surges to uncomfortable levels before a cold front approaches. We are there now.
The airplane of the Carlos Lehder drug regime that sank during a raid still remains, although it is continuing to rust away to just a memory. The drug “factories”, Lehder’s residence and those of his staff are falling into total shambles. On the positive side, the coral here is struggling to make a comeback, and the flowering bushes, although overgrown, continue to display glorious blooms unbeknownst to most of us.
This is another spot that we love to visit, and somehow, hope to fit into daughter Beth’s itinerary if good weather should befall us.