It was my first time driving on the left hand side of the road, but it surprised me how easy that was. Every time we'd pull out onto to the road, someone in the car would remark "left" so that helped too!
We went to Clarencetown and back. We stopped at the old Church of the Bight and walked behind it to a trail to the "shrimp hole" that we never found. Someone told us later, to find the shrimp hole, go just past the wall, and then turn right. We'd kept going straight.
We stopped at the museum and enjoyed looking at the items there, and talking with the lady there. Then we went into Clarencetown to see the old Anglican Church, adn the old Catholic Church. The Anglican Church had a brand new roof on it, and there were signs that reconstruction inside were underway. I think both of those churches were the product of Father Jerome, who buiilt the Hermitage at New Bight, Cat Island. We climbed the belfry of the Catholic Church, and the view was spectacular.
We drove over to the marina, where a yacht captain would have paid us big bucks to rent Pastor Jimmy's car, as the owners wanted to tour the island, and there weren't any cars to be found! We went away grinning from ear to ear at our good fortune in being able to borrow a car!
We drove down a road towards Bona Corde, a natural pool formed behind the rocks facing the Atlantic, making a sandy grotto. what a beautiful place.
Then we went to Dean's Blue Hole, reportedly the deepest blue hole in the world, and the site of many world freediving record attempts. It has high rock bluffs curving around the inshore side, with a sandy beach beside it, and shallow, sandy areas around it. There were about 30 people there, thanks to the holiday and the regatta. We snorkeled the blue hole, and watched some of the folks jumping off the rock bluffs into the water.
I should have taken a photo of the sign "Deadman's Cay Medical Clinic" which got me joking about how the name impressed me as a clinic you wouldn't want to visit.
We stopped at Max's Famous Conch Bar and Grill and watched Max make his famous conch salad. I ate cracked conch and enjoyed looking at all the license plates and t-shirts, and miscellaneous treasures gleaned from the sea. They had two whale vertebrae hanging above the bar, and lots of other interesting things.
We returned to Salt Pond about 5 o'clock, and after a quick run to the boat to pick up Mercy, went back into the regatta grounds, (think, "fair") talked to a lot of different people, and watched the kids riding the zip line and getting their faces painted. At some point I many of the boaters gathered up together, and everyone was enjoying the regatta. 
At some point during the closing ceremonies, my body kept insisting it was bedtime, so Mercy and I went back to the boat. I was glad we did, as a little squall blew through. There was not enough rain to catch water, just enough my bunk would have been wet if I hadn't been here to close the skylight. The wind howled, and somehow the vibration harmonics caused a catastrophic failure in my wi-fi amp antenna. So, now, even though I haven't been able to reach an open signal here, I don't know if I'll be able to fix it enough to get a signal on it anywhere. Time will tell.
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