April 8, 2021 Compass Cay: Rachael's Bubble Bath

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Compass Cay is mostly a wildlife refuge.  The island consists of a rocky perimeter with modest hills, but the interior of the island is mostly low land that floods with the tide filled with mangroves.  At the far north end there is a low spot in the rocky perimeter.  Wind driven waves rolling in off the deep sound jubilantly break over the low rock and spill into a shallow pool.  This place is called Rachael's Bubble Bath.
   We rode the dinghy over in the morning and had the place to ourselves.  The cool water was pleasant to walk through.  

And of course I had to take photos of birds.  Aren't these guys cute?


Apparently it's popular to build rock cairns on the ridge above the pool.

With shoes on (that doesn't happen everyday!) we followed a rough track up into the hills.  I thought this was an interesting rock formation, and noticed later that one of the natives had been posing for me! Sneaky little guy.
The way required careful steps among the coarse rock and scrub brush. 
A plateau 30 feet above the ocean was lined with man made things, like significant pieces of sail boats, that had been thrown high against a cliff by unimaginable forces. This looked to us like part of a catamaran's trampoline.  Wonder where the rest of the boat ended up?
From even the modest elevation of these hills the view went on for miles.


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