Most days about 9 or 10
Occasionally as early as 7
But some days as late as 12 or 1
We close around 5 or 6
Or maybe about 4 or 5
Some days or afternoons
we aren’t here at all
And lately we’ve been here
about all the time,
except when we’re
someplace else…
But we might be here then, too
We had just missed the annual Farmer’s Cay First Friday in February Festival (5F Festival) put on by Terry and Ocean Cabin since 1986. This year there were a record 117 boats in attendance swelling the island’s population of 60 considerably.
Cleaning Conch
Hope the Mail Boat came
On our first night at Little Farmer’s Cay we had a lobster dinner with three other cruising couples at Ocean Cabin.Arriving for Dinner
No shoes, no shirt, no service
Our guidebooks refer to the private islands with the notation, “…cay is private and visits ashore must be by invitation only.” Such is the case with nearby Big Farmer’s Cay. We had noticed a strange structure on Big Farmers Cay, so we asked Terry about it.
He explained that an eccentric foreign buyer (is there any other kind) was attempting to build his dream house, a geodesic dome. Terry had provided the land and labor. He gave us permission to visit.
Rather strange, but it had a great view.
While there, we had to save the mommy goat from this rain barrel. After we pulled her out, and released her, she ran a few feet then turned around and looked at us as to say thank you.
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