Powell Cay

For the last stop before Marsh Harbor we decided to stop at Powell Cay for some protection from the west winds. There were already a couple boats anchored there when we found our spot with more arriving by the hour. We ended up with 8 neighbors by the end of the night. We had heard there were trails to explore on the island and the kids couldn't wait to get to shore to see. The boys took the dogs ashore for a quick walk while Dani and I readied some supplies for a hike. With water, snacks and cameras we headed out when the boys returned. Anchored off a mile long beach, we decided to head to the North end of the island by the bluffs and another beach.

We weren't disappointed when we rounded an outstretched bluff and found a beautiful crescent shaped beach.

 We pulled the dinghy up and quickly found a sign for the bluff trail and headed out. After a quick hike along a well traveled trail through some thick brush, we were treated to a view of our anchorage from the top of the bluff.

Back at the beach, we walked down further and found yet another trail. This one heading to the ocean side. A quick survey resulted in the unanimous decision to head out on that trail. This trail was not so short and at times, the only way we knew we were on the right track was the ocean junk that was strung up along the trail by previous island visitors to mark the way.

After what seemed like forever, we came up one last hill and the trail opened up to a spectacular view of the Atlantic. In looking back along the trail, we were looking over the top of the forest canopy. We'd come so far that we could no longer see the other side of the island where we'd started on this trail!

After resting and playing a bit, we headed north to journey around the island. Someone had said that at low tide, you could walk all the way around the north end of the island and come out on the beach where we had our dinghy. We set out and we were definitely NOT disappointed! I will let some pictures do the talking for me so you can see just how beautiful the hike turned out to be.

See what I mean? I don't think I oversold it, it really was a magnificent hike. We finally rounded the last bend and ended up on the beach where we had landed the dinghy. See Hudson, the dinghy, on the far side of the beach in the picture below? Only one problem. We didn't anchor the dinghy out quite far enough for the low tide so by the time we got back, the Whaler was completely beached! With all four of us, a 4' section of 4x4 that we happened to have in the dinghy and about 30 minutes later - we had her floating once again. Teamwork at its best!

We headed back to Miss Daisy to tell Grandma all about our adventures of the day. Needless to say, no one had to rock us to sleep that night - even though the ocean gently did.

~Mimzie