Last night was steak nite at the Jib Room. As you can imagine it is pretty much like Rib nite but instead of falling off the bone baby back ribs you get a 2 inch thick NY Strip Steak grilled the way you like it with horse radish sauce and veggies. If I bought this steak at Adam's it would run 20 bucks but we had dinner for 27. Not a bad deal considering we had music again and of course the limbo dude. By the way, he sells Stone Crab claws and for 11 bucks a pound you get some very hefty claws that are just this side of heaven to eat. Some melted butter with tarrogon and garlic to dip them in, and let me tell you, it's good! These are not the puny claws we get in the states. They are probably about 3/4 of a pound each.
So we sang the Alice song after dinner again as well.
Today the weather finally broke. That cold front made its way down here and disturbed us. It was only like 70 degrees today. Sunny and 70. My tan is fading (other things also but that is another discussion).
So we elected not to swim but dink to Matt Lowe's Cay. If you have been reviewing the GPS data from this blog you know where we are and considering a location of 26 33 52N by 77 00 52W you have an idea where Matt Lowe's Cay is. Using google earth or whatever you can see the trip was a few miles long but the water was flat and we had a smooth ride in the dink. We went all around the MLC and half way around, out of the blue in the middle of the sea of abaco, we run into John and his wife in their dink near the entrance to the development on the cay.
So we sang the Alice song after dinner again as well.
Today the weather finally broke. That cold front made its way down here and disturbed us. It was only like 70 degrees today. Sunny and 70. My tan is fading (other things also but that is another discussion).
So we elected not to swim but dink to Matt Lowe's Cay. If you have been reviewing the GPS data from this blog you know where we are and considering a location of 26 33 52N by 77 00 52W you have an idea where Matt Lowe's Cay is. Using google earth or whatever you can see the trip was a few miles long but the water was flat and we had a smooth ride in the dink. We went all around the MLC and half way around, out of the blue in the middle of the sea of abaco, we run into John and his wife in their dink near the entrance to the development on the cay.
We first saw them in the Gulf Stream heading over to West end the day after thanksgiving and had some fun with them at west end. Now all of a sudden here they are again in the sea of abaco. LMAO as did he.
After exchanging sentiments of surprise and asking each other what the hell we were doing out there, we proceeded into the development inlet for the cay where we hung out and shared a beer.
The cay is ready for buyers with all of the slips carved into the island but no one is there save a watch man. It's the same old real estate story where the economy has dictated colapse.
But we all had a good time floating around in there with the dinks. A totally chance meeting. Like they say on the ICW you keep meeting folks that you encounter on the way south. It was quite a bit of fun to see these folks again and they were the ones that had the beer.
John, we owe you!
Updated the bucket with some photos of MLC.
The cay is ready for buyers with all of the slips carved into the island but no one is there save a watch man. It's the same old real estate story where the economy has dictated colapse.
But we all had a good time floating around in there with the dinks. A totally chance meeting. Like they say on the ICW you keep meeting folks that you encounter on the way south. It was quite a bit of fun to see these folks again and they were the ones that had the beer.
John, we owe you!
Updated the bucket with some photos of MLC.
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