Nesting in Hatchet Bay

Saturday we cleaned out bird nest construction materials from the radar reflecter several times. We finally placed a chewed up plastic bottle (discarded Mercy-toy) into the reflecter. Two birds flew around and screamed at it for awhile, but, by yesterday evening they had decided it was not a threat, just an inconvenience, and went about trying to remove the plastic bottle. They dove on it, moving it from side to side, but, it was in the cup of the reflecteer, so I didn't figure they could get it out. This afternoon, the toy is laying on the roof, and the nest building continues.



Mockingbird nest

I decided that I am going to pick up sticks, build them a nest, line it with Mercy-hair, and see what they do. Wish we had eggs in the refrigerator, I could really freak them out... Now, for entertainment, I'm going to see if I can build a bird nest without getting killed, just to see this girls' reaction. If you can't beat them, join them?



Linda builds nest

Saturday we changed the oil and fuel filters on the main and the generator, and decided we'd hang out in the "country's safest harbor" while TS Debbie decided what she was going to do. It rained off and on during the night as one of the feeder bands pulls precipitation, though not much wind.I found the local grocery store, and bought a couple of fresh pineapples. Boy are they good!

I asked if they had home-made bread, and was told there is a lady who bakes bread and sells it from her house. Anybody can tell you were Mrs. Johnson's house is, if you can't find it. I eventually did find it, and stood at the gate calling while a little dog announced my presence. I kept calling while listening to someone repeatedly telling the dog to shut up, they came to see who it was, and sold me a loaf of bread.

There are a couple of trawlers in the harbor now with us, and two smallish sailboats. The trawlers were at Royal Island when we were, and one was at Spanish Wells marina when we were, too. They were both at Current Cut when we were, though they waited until the next day to come here. We met Pat and Ann on the NEXT GIG, and Tom on the DAYDREAM, and visited for awhile.Saturday I towed Allen on the dive plane to look for conch, but, we came back prematurely due to a passing rain squall.

Examining Linda's nest