I remember a couple of years ago when I had to leave the wife and kids moored in Georgetown, fly back to the US for a few days and fly back. On the way back down from Nassau to Georgetown I recall looking at the Exumas and all of the cuts from 8,000 feet. It was like the water wasn't even there - I was just looking at a desert or something. It also made me appreciate how important it is (by looking at the visible shoaling), when traversing the cuts between the banks and the ocean side, to hang a right or left as soon as possible to escape the currents. Great pics!