|Andy pumping up the dinghy for our adventure|
|Entering the creek|
|Every shade of aqua|
|View looking from creek to the Atlantic Ocean|
We never saw a bird of any kind, nor any fish swimming. If we’d been in this creek in Florida, we would have seen a zillion alligators!!
We followed the Creek all the way to where it connects with the ocean, but decided to not beach the dingy on the tiny beach just before the rocks, sandbar and whatever else might be lurking there.
|Winding our way back to Finally Fun|
|Ruins from the Carlos Leder compound|
We’d skipped this island on the way down and I was very interested in hiking about to check out the ruins left from the days of Carlos Leder, a big time Columbian drug runner, who is now spending his days in a US prison cell. Seems Leder ran his operation from the southern tip of the island, via air and boat. When unsuspecting cruisers got too close, he simply murdered them and that is what got the attention of the US Feds, who infiltrated his gang, finally nailing him and his gang of thugs.
|Leder's houses in the trees - bullet holes and decay|
|Leder's compound, closer view|
|Welcome to Norman Cay - the tiny landing strip|
Hiking down a sandy path toward the runway, with beautiful wispy pine trees overhead, providing shade, we found the Bar & Grill.
Hungry and ready for the hamburgers mentioned in the guidebook, we stepped into the place about 3:30 PM and were promptly stared at by one blonde surfer type guy and three locals, sipping beer around the bar. Cute place, clean, but definitely no warm welcome here! The sign on the door did say Lunch 12-3 and Dinner 5-8. We asked if they by chance were serving anything now. ‘No’. “Ok, no problem, we will wait til dinner at 5:00” NO, was the reply. “You have to make your reservation by 3:00 if you want to eat dinner here.”
|Outta here, back to the beach and boat|
Contrast that to another island we were on that was not open for dinner for another couple of hours....but showing up with 6 or 8 of us boaters and inquiring, the owner quickly called in some staff and fixed us a great meal! Business is business...she didn’t want to lose potential customers!
I watched the shoreline all evening closely. Of the 10 boats at anchor here, not ONE boat/dingy went to shore after 4:00 PM, meaning this blonde dude had absolutely no one for dinner from the anchorage. As basically no one lives on the island, I wonder about a lot of things.....(a) Did he not want to take our reservation as he had no one else to serve and it would not be worth his time to cook for only two for dinner? (b) Is he getting a lot of business from the two houses on the beach or perhaps from folks coming from Wax Cay around on the other side? Frankly, I can’t imagine anyone wanting to cross from Wax Cay to Norman Cay via the cut in the dark with its shallows, reefs and strong current....and then hiking in the dark with no path to the Bar and Grill. or (c) With my imagination, is this place a front for something else????? Leder resurrected....???
We will never come back here.......
|Bye Bye Norman Cay|