I was thinking about these various accounts while walking on the narrow roads of the Hopetown settlement - the only town on the island. The romance of the castaway has never intrigued me as much as the romance of a planned settlement in the islands. To understand Hopetown's history, curiously, we have to examine how both intertwined here. The Swiss Family Robinson style fictions, after all, were modeled after Robert Louis Stevenson novels, which were modeled after a real survivor. The real survivor – Alexander Selkirk – had his story annotated by a man who set the pace for British settlement in the Bahamas. This note-taker was Captain Woodes Rogers. Fiction and history, castaways and settlers.

Hopetown wraps around a West Indies harbor, but also peers out over the Atlantic Ocean. No cars allowed on its narrow streets, but cats are a different matter. Owing to a history of cat lovers, the settlement is profuse with them. Raggedy and glare eying, they stare down from their perches in gum trees and atop clapboard houses painted always in two contrasting shades of pastel. Hopetown looks pretty much how it did two hundred years ago. Only more cats, fewer wooden masts.

The castaway does not intend his fate, I wrote in my journal, and in most cases, his predicament ends in death. For the settler, however, there is a choice, and the choice necessitates a variety of skills and plans set up beforehand to cope with and then prosper in the islands. What skill-set is required to prosper in a place like this, with poor soil and blistering sun? What happens when the facts you depart with turn out to be fictitious, and your settler livelihood in a dangerous frontier proves unsuitable?

There are plenty of books and essays which discuss the loyalists who settled these cays after 1783. However, there is little in the way of direct accounts that describe how they survived those first years.

I wanted to find out, and so I went with Jane to the Wyannie Malone Museum in downtown Hopetown, to inquire which American library might have the best set of references on how the loyalists settled these cays. The attendant said, "There are no such books, check the internet!" Great, I thought, the internet - land of gossip and second-rate research.

Leading up to the American revolutionary war, about a third of the Atlantic Seaboard had allegiances to the English crown. There are a variety of reasons - wealth associated with the crown. Distrust of American soldiers. Love of the King. Perhaps, just pure English conservatism.

During the war, they had places to go. New York City was controlled by the British towards the end of the Revolutionary War. Florida did not join the colonies in its revolution. These became fleeing grounds. Loyalists fled en masse to places like New York and Florida. As defeat for the British became imminent, loyalists knew they had to flee once again. One option was Canada. If you were wealthy enough, back to England for you. The last option, and an option suggested by the 'what do we do now?' British Government. In desperation - send 'em off to the Bahamas.

Since the wealthy generally had better places to go, the folks who decided to join the meetings in shady halls deep in New York City were generally laborers - blacksmiths, carpenters, shipbuilders, farmers.

The Florida loyalists, holding their own meetings, were charmed by the accounts of delicious soil, perfect for growing cotton. Many loyalists had an armada of slaves, and everything seemed to fit: Southerners had aspirations for cotton plantations and mild weather and free land – if the Americans would win, they could re-create their lifestyle to the east.

1/2 ounce of grenadine, 1 shot mango rum, 2 shots pineapple rum and a ship bound for England, with a note from Woodes Rogers.

Reading Desperate Journeys, I was shocked to find a reference to the name Richard Parker. Richard Parker, curiously, was also the name of the tiger in the newest castaway fiction, Life of Pi, by Yann Martel. In this fiction, a boy survives the wreck of a ship whose cargo includes a variety of zoo animals. Boy and tiger become timid shipmates aboard a twenty-six foot lifeboat. Although the book is playful and certainly fictitious, we know that Martel did his research on survival. The original Richard Parker, curiously, turns out to be a young man aboard a lifeboat, who happens to be the youngest man aboard. Because of his youth, and therefore because of his lack of family, he is voted by the other three members to be the first person eaten.