The Bahamas are colored in rich blues, greens, browns and sandy white of a tropical sea. The rocky islands have some colorful flowers, but overall the color scheme is consistent.
Hope Town, on the other hand, is a delightful assault on the retinas.
We are tucked into a tiny bay, directly below the Elbow Reef Light House, the last Kerosene powered lighthouse in the world.
We love these cute doorknobs on the hatch out to the observation ledge.
The antique, yet operational, clockworks.
Large fresnel lenses.
Peg wondered at this curved cabinet, apparently built for the lighthouse.
Endeavor down there, seen through one of the portals.
On the opposite side is busy Hope Town harbor. All of those boats are on moorings are closely spaced. We’ve decided this is where city folk come to stay. Being 50 feet from your neighbor probably doesn’t spook these people, but we would feel claustrophobic. And forget about skinny dipping after dark!
The town wraps tightly around the harbor, with businesses taking much of the waterfront. Easy to dinghy to most shops.
The homes here are well kept, most in muted pastels. The street below is one of two major thoroughfares, wide enough for the rare car. More common are golf carts and bikes. With lanes so narrow, the 5 Mph limit in town makes good sense!
There is a cuteness about everything in town, from the street signs…
… to the adorable homes which all seem to have a unique nautical motif.
A driftwood sign at the local memorial site has a certain rustic style.
Even the tree house of some local kids is quaint.
But it is the flowers making Hope Town memorable. Almost every home and business we passed was splashed with carefully groomed wild colors.
Whereas some of our other stops looked a bit run down and disheveled, Hope Town has proved the opposite. We met cruisers who spend 2 to 3 months in the harbor here each Winter. We wouldn’t be the types to park it here for long, but the town certainly has a lot to offer and we’re glad we visited.