We made it back to Black Point through Dotham Cut, which is always exciting when the current opposes the wind. By 4:30 we were anchored in my usual spot near the government dock I counted 35 other boats in the anchorage.

In the morning we went ashore to let our friends know we were back and to pick up our mail. The package mailed December 27 still had not arrived.

Later in the morning we headed back out to watch the Class C sloop regatta at Little Framer's Cay. They no longer have an "ocean race" from White Point to Little Farmer's on Friday. Instead it's now a buoys race off the air strip beach. We arrived at Oven Rock, where the start was expected to be, more than an hour early and counted 115 boats anchored nearby. (No wonder there was nobody at Conception.) The last time I was at Farmer's for the regatta, only one other boat was around for the ocean race.

Not having one of those big, fast dinghies, we sailed Gorgeous Girl over to the shallows near the bottom mark to watch the race. We were, of course, rooting for the Black Point boat, Smashie. At the start we weren't close enough to see who got off first. (Bahamian races begin with the boats at anchor and the sails down.) By the time they were rounding the jibe mark and heading back toward us, Smashie was out in front of the other 10 boats with a 4 length lead over the second boat. That was all she needed, never letting another boat get within two lengths of her throughout the remaining six legs to the finish. Black Point again has good reason to be proud of their excellent sailors.

It was much too crowded at Little Farmer's for us so we sailed back to Black Point, anchoring again in our usual, closest in, spot. There were still 33 boats here. We'll be here for the next few days. Ever hopeful, we'll wait for the mail boat's next stop here.