According to many, Hawksbill Cay is one of the most beautiful islands in the entire Exuma chain, so this year we decided to see what the island had in store for us. As we approached the anchorage, gin clear water so typical of these islands jumped up at us. How could we miss it? No matter how many times we come upon this beautiful water we are awed by the beauty and pristine surroundings we always find. Even though our charts tell us the water is plenty deep right up to the island, we still slow down and sort of hold our breath as we glide over water so clear you literally can count the blades of grass on the bottom. After we anchored Joy was ready to take it easy, so she told me to go exploring, take plenty of photos and report back to her. I was on a mission.
First I wandered around a bit in the dinghy tucking into little coves here and there, catching a photo like the one to the right of a couple of motor yachts anchored near us while finding a quiet serene place all to myself for a change. To this point in our trip we had found islands vastly different from the last time we had been here in 2004. Much had changed; there were far more boats; far more people; more noise; more senseless chatter on the VHF; more hustle and bustle; all the things we were trying to go away from for a while. This was more like what we expected.
Then I decided to climb to the highest point on the island, a hill towering a lofty 16 meters above sea level with a man-made cairn at its peak, that’s a pile of rocks serving as a beacon to those who might follow. I had worn just a pair of Tevas, and I would recommend that one might want to wear sneakers for this little hike. The rocks walls were steep, and once in awhile the rocks shifted under my feet making the climb a little challenging. But it was well worth the effort; the view was outstanding. Visibility was just about unlimited and I could see so far to the north and south that I lost track of which island was which.