Every group gets their name on the board before they get their feet in the sand. A small thing that became our favorite ritual.
Somewhere along the way we started writing every group’s name on a welcome sign and bringing it to the beach for a photo. It was a small thing. It is no longer a small thing.
Now it’s the first picture of the day — the whole group knee-deep on a private beach, sign held high, before the pigs and the turtles and the rum punch blur everything into one long highlight reel.
We’ve held it up for honeymooners, ninety-year-old grandmothers, and a family reunion that needed both boats. The sign says ‘welcome,’ but what it really marks is this: for the next few hours, this stretch of the Bahamas is yours.
When you book, spell your name the way you want it on the board. We’ll have it ready.

