A Slice of Eleuthera - Bahamas

"It's a long way to go for pie." Patrick cautioned as we bumped our way along the long stretch of Bahamian road from South Eleuthera to North.
"Yes, but it's worth it." I spoke with authority. It would be our third pineapple pie this week.

Our first day on the island, we'd hiked over a scruffy hill down a crater maze of a road to Surfer's Beach. As the turquoise water curled under Patrick's board, I struck up conversation with a deeply tanned group of surfers who, by sheer appearance alone, looked like they were apart of the Bahamian island itself.