Saturday, September 1, 2012

camping saw visit to Grand Turk. It s a catalog of the history of the tiny island group, and you ll find many un





visit to Grand Turk. It s a catalog of the history of the tiny island group, and you ll find many unique and interesting artifacts on display. For instance, some 50% of the museum s displays are centered around the remains of the wreck of Molasses Reef. That s where the Spanish caravel, name unknown, was found. It sank off Grand Turk sometime prior to 1513, making it the oldest known shipwreck in the Americas. When the wreck was first discovered, it was thought to be the wreck of one of Christopher Columbus ships, the Pinta, but this was not the case. It seems there s no evidence that the Pinta ever returned to Grand Turk. Today, little is left of the hull of the wreck, but what remains is on display, along with artifacts from the wreck. There are also some pre-Columbian artifacts, including a whole room dedicated camping saw to the Taino culture, with a Taino paddle dated to around 1100 AD. Open 9 am until 4 pm weekdays, and 9 am until 1 pm on Saturdays. Tours of the museum are conducted weekdays at 2 pm. Admission is $5 for adults, 50 for students. It s located in Guinep House, Front Street, Cockburn Town. 649-946-2160.

Taylor s Guest House is owned and run by Maria Taylor. camping saw This guest house offers only the basics. Three of the four rooms share a single bathroom; the other has its own. There s a single TV on the property, camping saw and there are no in-room phones. The beach is a short walk away. Maria is very congenial, though, and will to do her best to make your stay an enjoyable one. She can arrange local trips (snorkeling, camping saw etc.), and will provide meals on request. It s cheap, and very basic. Conch Bar, Middle Caicos, Turks and Caicos, BWI, 649-946-6161. From $55. No credit cards.

Bonefish come up onto the flats in schools and can be seen first in the near distance as a dark stain in the crystal-clear water above the white sandy bottom, then as a vast, surging ripple on the surface of the water as maybe a hundred fish move like a flock of birds, this way and that, across the flats, tails cleaving the water. Then you see them, shadowy gray streaks flashing over the white sand, ghostly, moving fast.

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