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On Island Time in Paradise – Part 2

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On Island Time in Paradise

William Fair Roberts
November 25, 2011 part two

As I write this I am in a it is shortly after 1:00 p.m. and I am in Miami heading east to Key Biscayne.  We just past Highway 1, so we will be there in less than thirty minutes.   The weather here is warm and sunny and the beaches are lined with people reveling in the sun’s rays.  The waves are calling me as we pass over the long bridge to Key Biscayne.  It has been too long.  I have been gone too long.  I am happy to be back in the tropics.  If all goes well, I will be on Richard’s boat in about thirty minutes or so, and then when all of his passengers are on board, we will head across the Gulf Stream to what I consider the truly civilized world of the islands.


It has been a while since I “cruised” across from Key Biscayne to Grand Bahama and I don’t remember how long the trip is.  I also don’t know how fast Richard’s boat is so I have no idea when we will arrive.  Crossing the Bahamas Grand Bank is never routine, but Richard does it enough to make it seem that way.  I have notified the captain of the boat in Marsh Harbor to leave without me if I am not there by the time he wants to set sail tomorrow.  I hate schedules but, if I have to work within one, I hate missing the ones I do have adhere to more than I anything.  So, rather than make him wait, I told him to leave without me if I am not there.

I am meeting Richard at a little harbor of Sunset Harbour Drive.  I called him a few minutes ago and he said his clients wanted to make the crossing at night so we won’t be leaving for another four hours or so.  If the weather holds it should be a beautiful night for star gazing while we are sailing across the Gulfstream.  …arriving at the dock.

It is now 4:00 p.m. and Richard says we will be casting off at 6:30.  He said if the conditions are good we will be at the west end in roughly six hours.  I have not yet met the other passengers but I am going to grab a conch po’boy and a beer before it is time to head out.  This is very often a rough ride, so I am going to grab a bag of ginger snaps to ward off sea sickness…just in case.

I will try to post again tomorrow if I can find the time to write a little tonight.   By morning I will be on island time.

William Fair Roberts…soon to be…on island time in paradise


On Island Time in Paradise

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On Island Time in Paradise

William Fair Roberts
November 25, 2011

Last night I was sitting in the family room of my sister’s house watching Texas and Texas A&M battle it out in a NCAA Football game.  The weather outside was around 40 degrees F by the time I packed my few belongings in my backpack.  After a couple of hours sleep and saying some good byes to my sister’s family, I “borrowed” an old hoodie out of the bag of clothes my sister and brother-in-law had put together to donate to the Salvation Army and I headed to the airport where I sit right now waiting for them to tell me I can board my jet for the first leg of my flight to Miami.  I should be there by noon.  From Miami I will make my way up to Key Biscayne where I am joining up with an old friend on his weekly run to Grand Bahama.  He ferries passengers to the islands in his 44 foot cruiser. While I think his “business” may involve more than just the transportation of snow birds to the islands, I never ask.  It is none of my business what he does to live the good life down there in the tropics.

If everything goes well, I will be in Marsh Harbor tonight’ or tomorrow mid-day at the latest, where I have made arrangements crew for a sailboat captain so I can  head south from there tomorrow evening.  It is enough to say that by the time the sun goes down on back tonight, I will be in the tropics where I belong.  It is cold here; too cold for me and I am headed to, as Harry Nilsson said, “where the weather suits my clothes.”

I sit here now in this crowded airport watching clouds of exhaust rise from the tuggers pulling the baggage carts along the tarmac. Off to the east the sun is struggling through a black and pink early morning sky to rise over the horizon.  From here I will fly to Atlanta and fight my way through the thousands of travelers there, all rushing to get back home, where I will board my plane back to the tropics.  If the gate at the terminal here is any indication this flight is not going to be full, I am not betting on a similar situation in Atlanta.

They have just call for the first class passengers to board, of which I am not one, but I better close this try to post this and try to post it before I am called to board.

I will update you on the reason for the long gap between posts, when I have time write a little more.  All is well, I just had some obligations and a little business to tend to up here in the Continental 48 but now I am done and will be back on island time by morning.

For now…

William Fair Roberts…about to be back…in island time in paradise.