Elbow Cay

As we were unpacking the equipment and supplies in the old settlement house in Hope Town, two people with clipboards arrived in orange shirts. They introduced themselves as Ed and Michael from...
It was New Years morning in Hope Town, and the dance party with fireworks and live music in the tiny settlement last night had been positive and ‘normal’ and heartwarming. We had arrived...
After a rainy and delayed start to the morning, we left Ft. Lauderdale in a small twin engine plane bound for Marsh Harbor, Great Abaco.I asked the pilot about flights in and out, from his personal...
‘It seems the guest house we were going to stay in might be uninhabitable,’ my friend Brid said, calling me in early December.I put him on speaker and opened the two pictures he sent me....