Swells, swells, and retraced ourselves

Oh the swells.  They roll up the bank from the south and get the boat rocking making it nearly impossible to sleep because the boat rocks side to side like a weeble. We were anxious to get moving to put an end to the rolling and were underway by 8:30 am and arrived at Little Farmer's Cay around 11:30.  In the process of picking up the mooring ball with the current opposite a strong wind (15-20 from the SE), we lost the boat hook and thus decided to abort plans for Little Farmer's Cay, and  retraced our morning sail back to White Point on Great Guana Cay. No worries.  The sun was shining and we enjoyed the rest of the afternoon exploring Jack's Beach by dinghy, found the most plastic ever on an eastern beach,  and swam off the boat in 6.5 feet of water. Just one other boat in the anchorage tonight.

A small sample of the plastics on the beach