Our first cruise on Day Dreams to the Bahama Islands certainly was a successful adventure. We traveled with our KK fleet of Sea Dweller, Waterford & Lauryl Anne, for most of the trip. We made a great team & family. We cruised over a thousand miles since leaving Marathon: exactly 1,100 miles. Twenty five different places were explored. A total of 44 nights anchored or moored and 13 nights at dock for our 2 month trip to the islands. Beating our old record: we anchored/moored for 32 consecutive days.
We left Marathon FL on March 10, 2017 & arrived back to Jacksonville, FL on May 9, 2017. When we left the Bahama Islands, Sea Dweller stayed. Lauryl Anne & Waterford left with us & we crossed the Gulf Stream together. We veered off when we were east of Cape Canaveral & headed north for Jacksonville; Lauryl Anne & Waterford continued north to Bald Head Island, NC. Our final cruise took 36 hours; Waterford & Lauryl Anne's cruise was 72 hours long.
The green stars are some of the places we stopped.
Captain Garry on Waterford used some of his time very constructively to write this poem about our Bahama's Adventure. He gave me permission to share it here and to publish it so we will always have it. He's captured our recent adventure admirably.
It Blew – But it did not suck
It Blew – But it did not suck
Always hoping our trusty vessels would stay
Water so clear or … 15,000 foot blue
It would take your breath away
The Park was just amazing – not a place to hoard
Shelling and fishing are not allowed – the “Wine Thing” stayed on board
Now we too are members – some actors in the crowd
‘Leave prints – take pics’ – that’s all that is allowed
It was always understood we would grab a ball
Whenever we thought we could
At Boo Boo Hill we even stacked some wood
We dinghy’d right and dinghy’d left -- we really had no troubles
We all enjoyed the gorgeous day we dinghy’d to her Bubbles
We dinghy’d to each other – for many happy hours
One time we even dinghy’d under – that took some people power
Compared to the wine and liquor
We bought some lobster, caught some conch
It added up to amazing FUN
At Staniel we played like Bond and crew
We saw the pigs, but no one fed big mama’s greedy face
‘Cause where we’re from, that’s really out of place
And even took a golf cart -- without regret or fret
Drive on the left – that you don’t forget
The storm at Spanish was scary – 60 knots or maybe more
It broke and flew -- glass was on the floor
It did everything but hail
But the crews – chins up, prevailed
It rained real hard – fuel tanks really float
We should have pulled the plug – please let me make a note
But have no fear – t’was not that often
Poor boats -- wash downs were seldom an option
We were always fishing-- and sometimes catching
Come to find out landing the big ones
We took our turns at leading
And wrote a book of rules
Record setting over-nighters took a lot of skill
But these great crews certainly had the will
Great memories one and all
If you ponder was it really worth -- the effort that it took
View Cambridge pics from on high … and really take a look
The pictures real, the colors true
Admit it now … you’ve never seen THAT blue
Until our special Krogen family rolls on again … for a few more thousand miles
Recall these months of Island Time with your sun-tanned happy smiles
Remember ‘82-82’ …. and shouting “slow it down, Fish-On --- Fish-On”
So it’s not FARWELL – It’s just See Ya Later – Sail on dear friends, Sail-On
It Blew …. But it did not suck!
THE END Written at sunrise … read on channel 69 as we passed Memory Rock Bahama 5/8/17
