Flying from Nassau to Miami is quite a special journey. It’s a fairly low level flight, no higher than 10,000ft on most trips I have done. But what makes it really call are the little cays along the way in the rich blues where the Gulf meets the Atlantic. What is missing do blowing though is all the little sandbars, and some not so little ones. A few of them are formations from the cays or reef systems. Others however seem to be entities in their own right, no real mass of anything there to create them other than themselves. As with most sandbars they are all circular or long lengths of sand just hanging out in the tidal and current movements. What caught my attention was what that water movement was doing to them. It was causing this wicked straffing (not even sure that’s a word) but they all had some sort of areas where you could see the sand being washed off of the bank/bar. Very similar to the whispy movements of clouds. The above picture shows what you see from the air, and a better photo would illustrate the movement better. This may be one of the reasons I can’t sleep on planes. There’s always something interesting to see, even at night.