Walking in the Berry Islands

My wife, Carla, and I had no intention of going to the Berry Islands. I had never even heard of them. We were at anchor in Nassau, though, when the pandemic finally reached The Bahamas. Immediately, everything started to close down. We needed a new plan, and we needed it fast.

We were due to leave New Providence for Miami, by way of Bimini and the Gulf Stream, but with the lack of a visa for Carla due to the U.S. embassy closing, our dream of sailing the Florida Keys was over. It was still too early in the season to head out into the North Atlantic and make our way back to Europe, even if the islands of Bermuda and the Azores would take us. We were going to have to sit this one out.

Ultimately, we had decided, to put our plan into action.