Island paradise hours away
Bahamas resorts provide warm shelter for vacationers fleeing winter's chill
Island paradise hours away
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By Kimberly Burk
Published: February 10, 2008
On Monday, you're scraping the 1-inch leavings of Sunday's ice storm from your car. On Tuesday the ice-laden tree limbs continue to break, and thousands of people are still without power.
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A different kind of pampering
There was no flight attendant on Cat Island Air's Limited EMB 110 turboprop, but there was a passenger safety card that warned us not to smoke during takeoff or landing.
"This is so worth that plane ride,” my fellow journalist Samantha said as we were greeted at the front door of the Fernandez Bay Village resort by a barefoot day manager. Donna, who grew up in New York City, tried a few other places in the United States before escaping with her husband on a sailboat after their children were grown.
Fernandez Bay Village, with its stone cottages just steps from the beach, is on the west-facing southern end of Cat Island. The plane trip takes less than an hour from Nassau and is really not so frightening, just a bit noisier than a jet.
Dinner the first night was lobster tails and coconut rice, with rum cake for dessert, served on the open-air patio of the lodge as we watched the sun set and the moon rise. Then we gathered at the self-serve bar, which is on the honor system, and chatted with other guests including a Harley-riding American businessman and a British lawyer with a delightful wit.
We reluctantly went to bed but were delighted to discover that inside our cottages, we could hear the magical sound of the ocean waves, something we hadn't noticed as we hurriedly unpacked that afternoon.
Even paradise has its flaws on this fallen earth, and on Cat Island they're called sand fleas. If you're a beach bum from way back, you know the score. But others like me need a bit of educating. They are tiny pests usually found near piles of seaweed and are most likely to bite at dawn or dusk. The resorts are honest about their presence and usually provide free insect repellant. After the first day, I learned that once you feel that first bite in late afternoon, it's best to just leave the beach and go do something else for a while. The little varmints certainly didn't ruin my trip; in fact the red welts did not appear until after I returned home, as with chiggers. I was taking Benadryl anyway in case any of the seafood bothered my allergies, so that probably helped minimize the itching.
About 2,000 people live on Cat Island, which is 48 miles long and ranges from 1 to 4 miles wide. The villages are known as settlements, and the small resorts market themselves to honeymooners and others looking for a secluded vacation. But too much seclusion would be a mistake, because you wouldn't get to know people like our shuttle driver, the Rev. Ingraham, who raised his children in the United States but returned to Cat Island because his wife was born there and missed the place. Now she is the minister in the family, and he entertains tourists from behind the wheel. He can give you a narrated driving tour of the entire island.
If you don't stay there, at least have dinner at Sammy T.'s Beach Resort on the north end of the island. Like many natives in search of an education or a start in life, Sammy left Cat Island as a young man. But he found a way to return and build a beautifully landscaped resort that is tastefully decorated with the artwork of the islands. His gift shop stocked with Bahamian-made merchandise is a must.
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