We Made It…. ALIVE… Barely!

We made it to Spanish Cay, Bahamas. We left Tuesday afternoon and arrived Friday morning. We made really good time sailing between 7-9 knots. It was freezing cold when we left and arrived in nice tropical weather. I can’t believe I’m actually enjoying boob sweat! At the start we had about a 8-10’ swell and the seas improved on the way south. On the first night we sustained 25 knot winds but Salty took it all in her stride.

The girls were pretty brilliant on all the days. Little Wags puked once and Pri was pretty sick for the first day and a half but got over it pretty fast and was on deck in no time looking for mermaids.

Pretty much after the shot above was taken it all went to shit for me. I didn’t leave my bed for pretty much the entire trip and got crazy dehydrated. I was taking Zofran, ginger pills, ear plug in one ear, those horrible electronic pulse watch and anything else I could put my hands on. Pregnancy and sailing is NOT a good mix. So instead of Marsh Harbour we made it here to Spanish Cay to give my poor body and baby a break. I’ve never been that sick in my life.

Hats off to Wes, he was a trooper pulling up the slack when I was sick. I hope he actually enjoyed himself. Everyone being forced to eat crackers and chips for days because the chef went down. We probably all lost about 10lbs.

I finally came out of my hole when we came into the calmer waters around Spanish Cay. Rough as guts!!! The girls were so excited to go explore an island.

Yep all on our lonesome at the marina. We got to wash her down and do our 8 loads of laundry, yep 8!!! I think Pri puked on every corner of the boat.

Hey look, found a Frangipani tree. Looks a little sick, kind of like me!

Nothing like having a beach to yourself. The water was still a bit chilly so we stayed dry side.

We’ll be out of internet connection until we reach Marsh Harbour in a few days but hang tight and know we’ll be having a blast and soaking up the sunshine.