The several days we spent at Black Point have been fun. Between the needed social interactions and discovering a new beach, our unplanned stop turned out to be very memorable. So the plan for today was to move further south to visit a favorite beach from our last trip called White Point. It is only about 6 miles from Black Point to White Point so we also were thinking of making White Point a lunch stop, then continuing to Oven Rock for the night where there is a cool cave that you can swim or even snorkel in. The winds were southeast which tends to create the same annoying waves we experienced the other night in Black Point that rock the boat from side to side. If we found the surge to be annoying at White Point or Oven Rock, both of which have anchorages more exposed to the SE than Black Point, our plan was to then return to Black Point for the night.
We had nice sail to White Point. It was upwind but the wind was only blowing 12-15. We kept it simple and just used the genoa (sail on the front of the boat) which rolls in and out easily. Harry took the opportunity to check the rig tension while underway and decided to tighten it up a bit. After a couple of tacks to do this Sarah sailed us up under White Point, trying to get out of the rolling surge waves, enticed by a catamaran that looked quite comfortable. Unfortunately Juno’s draft (depth of the keel into the water) was more than the catamaran’s so we couldn’t get as far in as they had. We tried twice to set the anchor where we were but there wasn’t enough sand for the anchor to bite into. So, we moved further away from shore and ultimately found a nice sandy spot for the anchor, albeit out further in the rolly waves. For this lunch stop that wasn’t a problem and we could even use a surge bridle if we decided to stay overnight.
We hadn’t had much of breakfast, so Sarah put together lunch which we enjoyed before we headed to the beach. We grabbed our books, towels and beach umbrella, and took the dinghy to shore. The beach was as wonderful as we remembered, with one difference. A super yacht had already deployed 12 chairs with canopies, a volley ball net, two jet skis, and a large inflatable water trampoline. There were no guests to be seen so fortunately, other than the compound look, it really wasn’t disruptive.We chose a quieter spot further up the beach and settled in under the umbrella. After reading for a bit, we walked to the top of a hill that gave a great view to the south. From that vantage point we could tell that Oven Rock was probably too exposed and not be a good idea for tonight. We returned to our “compound” for some swimming and snorkeling before deciding that the growing clouds might bring a rain shower. A shower here or there isn’t so bad, but we had left all the hatches and windows on Juno open so we loaded up the dinghy and returned to Juno.
With showers coming, and that the waves looking like it might be a bit rolly if we stayed for the night, we decided to go to plan B (or maybe C) and head back to Black Point with the intention of leaving the next morning to sail to Rudder Cay. On the sail back a shower did overtake us but we welcomed the free fresh water rinse for us and Juno. Upon arriving at Black Point there was beach party with more dancing the same Rake and Scrape band we enjoyed previous nights. Sarah put together a favorite veggy chili and after dinner we made our way to the beach where we caught the tail end of Lorraine’s Café beach party. We met some new couples and got to see Gina and Jeffery on Meriweather that we had just met a few days ago.
but ominous clouds in the background
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