![]() With a little wind, I was quickly crossing back and forth between the beach and our cruise ship, enjoying the the peace and quiet. ![]() With only a single sail and a mainsheet (the rope used to adjust the sail) and no boom to hit your head on, it was simple sailing, something that anybody could learn to do. ![]() Compared to my old “go fast” sailing days, this was like sailing a recliner. You’re rarely on the level when sailing and shooting at the same timeĪbout thirteen feet long, this boat could be easily handled by one person and was large enough to take a couple of friends along with you. Nothing like the sleek fast boats where our goal was to go as fast as we could flying a hull, finding that perfect balance of speed where the upwind hull could be lifted out of the water and you were moving very fast with only a single hull in the water. This catamaran was like no other Hobie I had ever sailed before. Growing up along the Intracoastal Waterway, I’ve been sailing since I was twelve. You don’t have to ask me twice if I want to go sailing. “Why don’t you take out one of those and I’ll get some pictures from the beach,” she said. She noticed the Hobie Cat sailboats sitting in the sand along the beach. When Sandy returned from her tour, we walked to the beach cabana. Part two of my island triathlon completed. On the ride back, we stopped briefly to see Stingray Cove before returning to our starting point. I often take photos on kayak trips, but rarely end up in any Paddling back to our put-inĪfter paddling back to the put-in, we returned to our bikes. Now I have proof of my kayaking adventure in the Bahamas. It was Sandy! She was on the nature and history hike. Looking closely I spotted a lady in a Tilley hat. Just then, I noticed a group of people on the shore. Kayaking in the clear Caribbean waters of Half Moon Cayīeing the only one in the flotilla with a camera yet again, I was thinking here I am on another great adventure with no pictures of myself. That gave me the ability to circle and cut in-between them to record their adventures on my water proof camera, an Olympus Stylus. Having an odd number of people in our group, my paddling companions were in a pair of tandem kayaks, while I was on a single sit-on-top. As we hugged the shoreline as we paddled, we watched as two Jet Skis zipped off in the other direction. My fellow cyclists and I chose the slower and quieter method of travel. Our next stop was the tiny marina where Jet Skis and kayaks were waiting. Wouldn’t you expect a stable full of horses on your private island? For the horsey set, here is a rare opportunity to ride a horse along an empty beach and into the surf. Did I mention the hammock? Secluded beach on Half Moon Cay White sand beaches, brilliant blue water, palm trees, and the Nieuw Amsterdam, the ship that brought us to paradise. Our first stop was a deserted beach with a beautiful view of our cruise ship. I believe that other than at the beach or the natural areas, everything is raked and groomed. The only traffic we encountered were golf cart sized service vehicles, doing an unbelievably good job of keeping the island looking perfect. On the wrong side of the road! In the Bahamas they drive on the right (or wrong) side of the road, something they picked up after all those years of being a British colony. The only rules: we had to wear a helmet, and ride single file. It was an island-style bike ride on a single speed beach cruiser. Our ride wasn’t bright jerseys and multi-speed “go fast” bicycles. We biked on narrow lanes through the tropical forest It’s 2,400 acres, of which only 50 acres are developed. The island is not a sandbar as some others I have been to on Caribbean cruises. I didn’t expect to ride a bike to get to the kayaks. Most people head straight for the beach at Half Moon Cay I signed up for a bike tour and kayak tour. Most people hit the beach when they land on Half Moon Cay, the private island in the Bahamas that Holland America Line purchased as a destination for its Caribbean cruises. It was an ideal day for an island triathlon: bike, paddle, and sail. While cruising the Caribbean on the Nieuw Amsterdam, our first port of call was the private island of the Holland America Line, Half Moon Cay.
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