Category: 2014 Feb Blog

  • Dominica…..

    February 23rd – 28th, 2014 (-4 on UTC)

    Dear F&F,

    Yet again, we had a lovely 32 mile sail on a close (just forward of the beam) reach to the island of Rainbow\’s and Rivers – Dominica. The French call it Dominique. Dominica was formerly French, now independent. Interestingly, English is far more spoken than French. When Columbus first tried to describe this island to King Ferdinand & Queen Isabella, he crumpled up a piece of paper and told them that this was the topography of Dominica, it certainly has many contrasts – from volcanos to rain forests, waterfalls and hot sulfur springs. The main reason it has been spared the tourism development phase is that there are really no \”white sand beaches\” and hence no mega hotels here. There are cruise ships daily in the Capitol, Roseau. This dramatically increases the population of the island\’s main town and brings in much needed cash to the local artisans and merchants. This island is also home to the last pre-Columbian society in the Eastern Caribbean with 2,200 Caribes. Originally, these were a very aggressive and warlike culture which was decimated by modern European firepower in the 16th, 17th and 18th Centuries. That of course is the \”short story\”. Local resistance to being absorbed by European Colonialism certainly had it\’s controversy.

    We arrived in Roseau and quickly found a mooring. The area is very steep and deep and as such, moorings are advised. Otherwise, anchoring close to shore can be daunting as the water is quite deep right up to the shoreline. On our first full day, we did a tour and hike to Middleham Falls with friends Doug and Ursula of s/v \”Island Explorer\”. Ursula had twisted her knee and we weren\’t sure how she would do on what turned out to be a fairly moderate to difficult hike. Ursula proved to us how tough South Africans are. Knee brace, walking stick and all; she did great. Nikki found a lovely stream at the end of the hike and we went for a swim while waiting for Doug and Ursula to finish. They weren\’t that far behind! We returned to Roseau for lunch and relaxed the rest of the afternoon. We did a bit of shopping and Nikki bought a huge mortar and pestle. She\’s still wondering how she might get it through Australian customs one day as they\’re pretty strict on unfinished wood imports.

    The next day, we motored up to the northwest side of the island to the town of Portsmouth. The moorings here are regulated and maintained by \”PAYS\” (The Portsmouth Association of Yacht Security). This group actually patrols their anchorage and makes sure all is on the up and up. Tourism is key to their survival and they want no bad \”yachtie stories\” hitting the grapevine. They also arrange whatever services you might need, such as tours, fuel, water, etc.

    Portsmouth town wasn\’t much in the way of sight seeing but was a place to try and see the Cocorico Parrot up the Indian River which is only found on Dominica. We didn\’t see any, but hear they\’re a most re-splendid bird.

    We had been \”chasing\” sister ship s/v \”Lady Amelie\” (Switch #4 – Beach House is #11) for several weeks and we finally caught up to Ron and Kathleen Hamilton from Toronto, Canada. Ron just missed making the Canadian Olympic team in Tornado Cats – twice! As such, he knows how to make the boat go. \”Lady Amelie\” is much lighter than we and has an 8 1/2 foot taller mast with lots more sail area. In light airs, she would sail right by us. Poor \”Miss Piggy\”, she\’s a heavy girl, but still our favorite…:-)

    Nikki made some very Australian \”ANZAC Biscuits\” and we had Ron, Kathleen, Doug and Ursula over for coffee, biscuits and boat tour. We all became acquainted and as we would be following a similar track to Ron & Kathleen, we\’d spend most of our time on the next three islands north together. Doug & Ursula would be traveling at a slower pace, but we\’ve kept in touch via email. The night of the 27th, we saw a clear and distinct \”Green Flash\” at sunset. The Green Flash for those of you who don\’t know, is where the sun refracts as it sets and the top separates into a distinct moment of green just as the sun disappears over the horizon. Many think it\’s a legend, but I\’ve seen dozens of them out here over the last 6 1/2 years. The first one I ever saw was in Marina del Rey at Dockweiler State beach with Cindy.

    The next day, we set sail just ahead of Ron and Kathleen and headed to our next French Islands – Les Saintes and Guadeloupe. Les Saintes are a small group of islets just south of the main island of Guadeloupe and a magical little spot. That will be our next tale…so stand by!…
    KIT,
    Scott and Nikki

  • Martinique…..

    February 17th – 23rd, 2014 (-4 on UTC)

    Dear F&F,

    Yet another blustery 25 mile sail was at hand! A close reach with reefed main and (mostly) genoa.
    Martinique would be our first French island of the season as well.

    We pulled into Marin Bay at the southwest side of the island and picked up a mooring. Most notable was that the well protected bay was very much like many lagoons in the South Pacific and there were several hundred boats at mooring, on the docks or anchored out. This would be our first experience with \”e-seaclear\” check in system too. We went to the Marina office where the lovely local ladies, all very French, guided us through the computerized check in. This is an attempt by many of the islands to expedite the hundreds of boats coming and going while reducing time and costs of having customs and immigration officials having to be on site.

    There are lots of marine services here and our most pressing need was to get a new battery for the dinghy motor as well as figure out why we\’re flooding the carburetor all the time? We had a nice meal at the \”Le Mayday Cafe\” and after much ado, found a reasonably priced battery. Our old one was load tested and they said it failed, but as future \”fixes\” would indicate; the battery may have been fine! The dinghy did indeed start with the new battery, but alas, that didn\’t last long…more on this later.

    We did some area touring and for the most part, it was what it appeared to be. A picturesquely lovely giant boat storage and service area. There are a few nice beaches in the bay, most notably at the Club Med. There do not seem to be the hotel crowds we would expect to see, but there are lots of boats. The hotels we suspect are still in recovery from the world\’s economic woes. En-route to Fort-du-France, we stopped at Grand Anse for the night as it was getting dark. Along the way we passed Diamond Rock. Diamond Rock has a very interesting bit of history. It\’s a 250 foot high island, only 1/4 mile off shore and perhaps 100 yds wide. It is almost inaccessible by sea. Therein lies it\’s story. Apparently, when the British and the French were \”unhappy\” with each other in the late 1700\’s, a British officer figured out that the French ships had to pass close aboard Diamond Rock en route from Fort-du-France to Marin. As such, they hauled several cannons up on the rock which the French could not aim their ship\’s guns high enough to hit. The British called the rock \”HMS Diamond\” and in essence treated it as a vessel of the Royal Navy. As such, the British became a thorn in the side of the French along this short 15 mile route. Eventually, French Admiral Villeneuve took \”HMS Diamond\”, but had much difficulty in doing so. Napoleon, who never really understood the problems of fighting at sea, was most disappointed in his Admiral who took so long to overcome the British at Diamond Rock. Admiral Villeneuve, who was also tasked with chasing British Admiral Nelson (and couldn\’t find him), feeling slighted – went off to the Battle of Trafalgar to \”die in a glorious battle\”. Oddly, Lord Nelson was killed by a French sniper aboard his flag ship, \”HMS Victory\” and Admiral Villeneuve survived. The British won the day however and as such, Admiral Villeneuve, gained no fame for his actions. Napoleon as you can imagine, was not pleased.

    As we entered the main bay at Fort-du-France, a most notable part of the area is the south side at \”Trois Pitons\”. This was the birthplace of Empress Josephine, Napoleon\’s wife, which of course was the reason Napoleon was so upset by \”HMS Diamond Rock\”. Napoleon was incensed that the birthplace of his wife was being bedeviled by the British and to defend her honor (and presumably his?), the rock had to be taken at any cost!

    Fort-du-France, which would be our primary base of operations while here in Martinique is a lovely mix of the old and new. The anchorage is in the lee of the old Fort and there is a lovely dinghy dock provided by the town. Our first impression was a good one as there were literally a dozen English speaking tourist office personnel, scattered in town. They were very helpful in finding lots of places, shops and hire cars. We decided to hire a car and drive up the coast to see the town of St. Pierre, do the Mt. Pelee volcano and rain forest drive. While we had the car, we took advantage of shopping at Carrefours and the Hyper-U mart (which was actually much nicer). We were a bit pressed for car time as we couldn\’t return the car at the waterfront on the weekend and had to take it to the airport.

    The next day we motored up the lee of the island to St. Pierre. We had visited the town on the northwest corner of the island the day before and found out lots about it\’s fascinating history. The area in the north of Martinique was covered in Sugar Plantations. In 1902, Mt. Pelee began to \”act up\”. After many months of showing that an eruption might occur, one did. It buried one plantation completely, many of the workers and owners were lost on the side of the mountain. Local officials, knowing that the harvest season was upon them, discouraged the town\’s populace and nearby plantations from evacuating. Tax revenues were at stake. On May 8th, Ascension Day, Mt. Pelee awoke in a big way at 8:02 a.m. There were 30,000 people in St. Pierre and 12 ships in the bay. Within minutes, all but two people perished and all 12 vessels lit on fire. A few managed to escape, but most of them did not. They are now wreck dives, part of the marine park off St. Pierre.

    The original disaster film of the 1960\’s was \”The Devil at 4 O\’Clock\”. It starred Spencer Tracy as a French Priest and Frank Sinatra as a criminal.
    The group of three criminals were told if they helped evacuate the orphanage on the side of the volcano, their sentences would be commuted. The last ship would wait for them till just before \”4 O\’Clock\” the next day. If they were late, they would be resigned to their fate by the volcano. I\’ll let you rent the DVD to see the film, but just as in the film, one of the only two survivors of the real event was a criminal locked in a stone cell.

    We\’d spent time ashore there as we visited by car the previous day. We also met up with s/v \”Island Explorer\” from South Africa. Doug and Ursula were our slip mates during the off season in Trinidad. After a one night stay, we were off to Dominca, one of the lesser developed islands of the Eastern Caribbean.

    Stand by for more,
    Scott and Nikki (writing from St. Bart\’s and the famous \”Bucket\” Regatta…an entire blog will be devoted to this event!)

  • St. Lucia…..

    February 9th-17th, 2014 (-4 on UTC)

    Dear F&F,

    We departed Chateaubelair, the northern most anchorage of St. Vincent for the VERY BLUSTERY 25 mile sail to St. Lucia. We actually had two reefs up for the first half of our very close reach. The Caribbean continues to be a bit of a boaters freeway as we counted well over twenty boats going either too or from between the islands.

    St. Lucia is a very geologically dramatic island when approaching from the south. The two prominent peaks are the Petite and Grand Pitons.
    Behind these are the \”soufriere\”,(yet another soufriere – and there will be more), where a bubbling mud vent from the dormant volcano resides.

    We took a mooring just north of the Petite Piton and the view was spectacular. We checked in at Soufriere Bay, did a little wifi and had an afternoon
    glass of wine. The waterfront buildings were a Creole style and we found a marker at the church grounds in town where the French has set up a Guillotine.
    Colonization back in the day was not necessarily a pretty site.

    Despite the beauty, we wanted to move on (but would include this spot as part of our hire car tour). We departed Soufriere and headed the short trip up the coast to Marigot Bay which is a lovely narrow cul-de-sac at the innermost side. We again picked up a mooring, did a bit of a beach tour and restaurant stop.
    James Michener spoke of this bay as one of the most lovely in the Caribbean. We could see where he was coming from, but today, it\’s a bit \”touristy\”. Jacko came by in his small dinghy selling lovely fruits and vegetables. We also bought a lovely palm frond woven basket to keep them in. The entire bay was essentially a mangrove and mossies\’ were a bit of an issue. We again had a bit of a \”been there, done that feel\” after one night and moved on again to the major yachting center of Rodney Bay at the top end of the island. This would be our base for touring, etc. We took a dock here to get the batteries fully charged, the air conditioning on and to have good access to hire cars and the shopping. We could actually dinghy about 1/2 mile inside the harbor to the shopping area which was nice.

    Our second day, we hired a car and drove back down to the Piton\’s. Their was a great deal of traffic, especially around Castries, the Capitol. Nikki and I had flown in here en route to Florida last August and we recognized the runway as we entered Castries. It\’s parallel and right along the shore in the Capitol city. Often, landing fields in the Caribbean are a bit of an odd puzzle as the constraints of getting a long enough, flat enough strip that is NOT mountain adjacent, can be challenging.

    We did a bit of local marketeering in Castries and caught it on an \”off cruise ship day\”. This was nice as the crowds weren\’t bad, but the locals are indeed a bit jaded over haggling with tourists over their wares. We continued down the coast and the very windy road back to Soufriere passing Marigot Bay along the way. This time, we drove through town and up to the actually mud vents of the \”Soufriere\”. Soufriere means a place of sulfur in French. We did indeed get the smelly sulfur and were a bit surprised by how popular coming here just to see a smelly mud vent was!..:-) The \”tour\” (really a talk), takes 10 minutes. That\’s it…back to your cruise ship and next. We did enjoy the view…and the smell. On our way back to town, we decided to stop at the \”Sugar Beach Resort\”. This is located between the Grand and Petite Pitons off the town of Soufriere. The setting is spectacular and it\’s very up-market. We had lunch at the lovely beach restaurant and I found Nikki\’s Valentine\’s present in the gift shop. A lovely sheer chiffon blouse. We were taken around the resort from the guest parking by golf cart. It was the highlight of the day. We made the 2 hour drive back to Rodney Bay and did a grocery shop as we had the car.

    The next day, we\’d made arrangements to be picked up at the marina to go on the rain forest tram and zip line tour. We drove up with a group, were suited up in our gear including helmets and instructed on \”how to\” by our guides. First, we took the 20 minute trip thorough the rainforest on the tram. The views were fabulous and we could see both the east and west sides of the island. Our guide told us much of the history of St. Lucia and much about the local plants and endemic animals. This was another of the Caribbean islands that had gone from French to British and back again before obtaining their independence. Nominally, the locals speak a Creole patois, but really they speak English.

    Once we arrived at the top, we took a short hike to begin the 1 hours series of zip lines that essentially led in a big circle. I think there were 12 or so of them and it was quite fun. Nikki really enjoyed looking straight DOWN to observe the rain forest. We were also lucky that we weren\’t rained on in the rain forest! Our highest elevated platform was at least 150 feet high. We again did a short hike back to the tram and this time, the views were even better on the way down (no neck craning!). We returned to the boat to relax and cool off. The next day was a bit of fuel toping, boat chores and maintenance.
    We took a taxi out to Pidgeon Island park, but we arrived to late to do a tour of the old fort. The French history here dates back to the 1500\’s where they used it as a base to attack the Spanish. British Admiral George Rodney, fortified Pidgeon island to monitor the French. This would be the staging area for the final decisive battle of \”Les Saintes\” (Guadeloupe) in 1782 which precipitated most of the final definitions of who owned what in the Caribbean between the European colonial empires; ending with the Treaty of Versailles.

    On the 17th, we were off to Martinique, our first full fledged French Island in the Caribbean!
    Stand by, more soon!
    Scott and Nikki

  • St. Vincent…..

    February 4th – 8th, 2014 (-4 on UTC)

    NOTE: IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO BE ON OUR \”POSITION REPORTS\” NOTIFICATION LIST (WHICH HAVE A SHORT UPDATE AND ARE SENT AS WE MOVE THE BOAT FROM PLACE TO PLACE), LET ME KNOW VIA EMAIL AND I WILL INCLUDE YOU.
    IF YOU ARE ALREADY ON THEM, YOU WILL REMAIN SO.

    Dear F&F,

    We had a bit of a bumpy departure from Bequia to St. Vincent for the short trip to the \”Blue Lagoon\”.
    Blue Lagoon is an enclosed reef with a very shallow entrance on the south side of St. Vincent. The trip was only a few hours and it was nice to get inside the lagoon for rest on a nice mooring. This would be our main base for exploring as it was close to the Capital (Kingston) and very secure.
    The shopping was just so so, but we\’re well stocked and that\’s not of much concern…..yet!

    We took the dinghy for a tour of the area and went to Duvernette Island where the English placed cannons for defense on top of the very steep cliffs. The island is only a 3 minute dinghy ride around and about 250 feet high, but very secure defense for aiming down on unsuspecting ships. These were placed in the late 18th century and used primarily as defense against the \”Caribs\” who were very fierce and warlike; presenting the largest obstacle for European colonization of the Eastern Caribbean.

    Just shoreward of Duvernette, was Young Island. This is a fairly exclusive resort that Bill Gates apparently rented out once upon a time. We had some nice drinks a mini tour of the island and it\’s facilities. Most of the island is cliffs, but the resort has a very protected nice stretch of white sand beach. A dinghy dock was a nice feature and their welcoming of \”yachties\” to use the restaurant. We met an M.D. from the US who was here as a volunteer surgeon in the local hospital. We\’ve met lots of volunteers around the world. They volunteers are always interesting, do great work and meeting them enhances our voyage.

    The next day we hired a car and drove up to Georgetown on the windward coast to do the Soufrierre volcano hike. Soufriere in French means \”a place of sulfer\”. There are several volcanos in the Caribbean referred to as \”The Soufriere\”. Their is a new international airport being built along this shore as the current airport is a bit dodgy and cannot take the long haul aircraft. As we approached roads end to begin a bit of a climb up the lower east side of the volcano, we went over several detours and washed out bridges. This was the result of a short duration late season tropical storm on Christmas Eve.

    We were told to drive to the parking lot and our guide \”Butcher\” would meet us. He was not as threatening as his name sounds! Quite a nice chap. This approach to the volcano is the easy way. A four hour round trip hike through the rain forest to the top. These mountain tops are often in the clouds and unfortunately, we picked a very cloudy day. Nonetheless, it was quite an exciting hike and I literally walked the bottom off my tennis shoes. I ended the hike in the tops of the shoes with my socks completely on the ground (photos to follow when I can!).

    The hike was in the mist and the river was flowing, but not too much. When we got above the canopy, the rain came and believe it or not, we were freezing cold! Yeah, I know it sounds strange. The temperature in the forest was a humid 85 deg F. The top of the volcano\’s rim was about 60 deg F. Add the wind and rain and you quickly see the problem of wearing shorts and light shirts. When we got to the top, we were clouded out. We could see perhaps 100 feet down from the rim. We were told that on a clear day, you could see the existing lava dome forming and a bit of steam. A few people told us you can see where the lava is close to the surface. The hike from the leeward (west side) is apparently 6 hours round trip and quite steep. It was hard enough as it was!

    After the excitement of the day, we decided to move on to Kearton\’s Bay, home of the \”Rock Side Cafe\”. Just before we left, we did a quick breakfast at the Cobblestone Inn in downtown Kingston. The experience was lovely and the most interesting thing was….there is NO PARKING anywhere. When they designed town, they literally forgot about where to put the cars. As such, it\’s a hodgepodge and quite daunting as we had to park inbetween two open drainage ditches in the middle of more than a great deal of traffic.

    We checked out Walliabou Bay first, but all the mooring were taken or too close to each other and the anchorage was very deep. As such, we moved back around the corner to the Rock Side Cafe. The cafe is owned by Orlando and Rosi (Rosie). Rosie is an expat from Germany and Orlando a local chap. Due to the tightness of the mooring field, we had to tie up bow and stern. Only one other boat was there, he too from Germany. They knew friends Nancy and Burger Zapf of s/v \”Halekai\”. We enjoyed the meal and had a lovely nights rest. Just before dark, we had a customs vessel come by to check papers. A first in the Caribbean.

    The next day, we dinghied around the corner to Walliabou Bay. This is the bay where the last \”Pirates of the Caribbean\” film was shot. There is a kitschy museum with the memorabilia and we took a few photos which would look familiar if you watched the film. The town was worth the hour we spent there. Their dock was severely damaged from a Hurricane in 2008, so it was a bit tricky getting in and out of the dinghy.

    We decided to move on to the final bay, Chateaubelair, before our trip to St. Lucia. We anchored in the north side of the bay with several other boats who had the same plans as we did. The checkout ashore was very simple, but landing was not! Their town dock was also wiped out in 2008. I anchored the dinghy off the dock and Nikki stayed with it while I scampered up the dock and took our boat papers. The customs gal met us at the dock and asked why \”my daughter\” wasn\’t coming ashore? Nikki got a kick out of that! We were approached by a local guy (Boy Boy) with fruits and veg to sell. He made an arduous shore hike to get near the boat almost a half mile from where we met him. We took the dinghy to the beach where we bought Limes, coconut, nutmeg and papaya for 20EC (about 7$US). Boy Boy saw the stainless steel wheel struts and big tires I have on the dinghy and was insistent that he wanted to buy them. Right then and there!
    I told him I needed them and he could look at them and copy the design with a local welder. He really wanted to buy them. He asked how much, so I flippantly said 1000.00 US. He didn\’t seem too dissuaded, but I again quickly re-iterated that I needed them and they weren\’t for sale. Yes, there are strange happenings out here in cruising land…:-)

    The anchorage was tropical with high cliffs completely covered in jungle. There were goats and cows running wild and we could here them along with the ubiquitous tree frogs that have an unusual high pitch and are everywhere in the Caribbean.

    We had a charter boat anchor right on top of our anchor and fortunately, the next morning had just enough room to clear his boat when we picked it up.
    The winds were up and we had a blustery 25 mile sail to Soufriere, St. Lucia. The arrival there is breath taking with the Grand and Petite Pitons. More on that in our next installment.
    Stand by!

    At the time of this writing, I\’m behind. We have been onward to St. Lucia, Martinique, Dominica, Guadeloupe, Antigua and Barbuda! We are currently back in Antigua in a very private and calm bay with emerald green water; gin clear. We think our next stop will be to Montserrat.

    I\’l try and catch up as quickly as we can, internet allowing!
    Scott and Nikki (Ten Pound Bay, Green Island, Antigua)

  • Bequia to Bequia via a loop of the Grenadines…..

    January 27th – February 3rd, 2014 (-4 on UTC)

    Bequia to Bequia via a loop of the Grenadines…..

    The Grenadines are a part of the nation of St. Vincent and The Grenadines. The Grenadines are a group of 23 islands which run north and south. They are as a group, north of Grenada by only 15 miles or so with Union Island as the main southern island stretching to Bequia about 30 miles to the north. North of Bequia is the largest island, St. Vincent. 7 of the southern islands are actually politically part of Grenada.

    Last we left you, we were enjoying the Bequia Blues and Jazz fest. Despite being a bit over marketed, we still had a lovely time. The thousands we expected turned into a few hundred and a good time. Thank goodness there weren\’t more of us! Alas, all good things must move on and we wanted to get to the exotic Isle of Mustique (only about 10 miles away). It seems a bit silly, but there is lots to see in the Caribbean and we do have to keep some eye on our travel time to get to Florida before Hurricane Season in June/July.

    We waited an extra day to leave Bequia as the winds were up in the channel and our pick was a good one. We sailed past the \”Moon Hole\” homes as we began our backtrack through the Grenadines. An American architect, Tom Johnson designed this unique community which attempted to use the natural rock setting incorporated into the homes. You can google it here! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moonhole

    Right next to it is an ominous small cargo ship, wrecked on the point as you depart Admiralty Bay. I\’ll post a photo of this soon.

    We arrived in Britannia Bay, Mustique after only a 2 1/2 hour trip. It was a bit bumpy, but we\’re learning this is normal for the Caribbean. After all, the windward side of all the islands is the open Atlantic; trade winds, swells and all it\’s glory. About 30 of us on the moorings and a few mega yachts anchored out.

    The open bay had moorings which were 75.00 USD for three days. The famous \”Basil\’s Bar\” was on the beach next to the dinghy dock and would become a nice hangout while ashore. The music fest was more or less coming to Mustique along with us and it was a much nicer venue and more relaxing at Basil\’s.

    95% of the island was currently off limits as Prince William, Dutchess Kate and future King George were here. No, we did not see them. Mick Jagger, David Bowie and Sheryl Crow amongst others of the \”R&F\” (rich and famous) have homes here. There are only 90 or so homes on the islands and being a multi millionaire is essential.

    Upon going to shore a few days ago, we discovered our dinghy battery was dead so hand starting techniques were perfected. The guys ashore at the harbor office tried to trickle charge it for us over our first night, but no joy, we\’ll need to find a new one soon.

    We had a lovely but extremely pricey lunch at Firefly\’s 1/2 way up the valley overlooking the bay. Five rooms and a restaurant and very exclusive.
    We then toured town (takes about 20 minutes) as much as we were allowed to and explored a few lovely boutiques with the upmarket prices to go with them.
    We bought a souvenir pencil for 1 USD!..:-) There was also a lovely bakery/coffee stop where we enjoyed first breakfast the next morning.

    The highlight was Basil\’s Bar – Mustique Music Fest night. The music was not quite as screaming loud and a nice dinner show was put on. We enjoyed it.
    As we were ready to go into shore for the music, our neighbor charter cat with no one aboard swung around and bumped us. We dropped our mooring and re-located. No harm, no foul.

    January 30th
    Off to Canuoan. This is a little \”C\” shaped island about 12 miles south of Mustique. It appeared to be an up and comer in the tourist world as they are extending it\’s airport runway and it has a few high end beach resorts. We heard the hike to the top of the island would take a few hours and had great views. We were not all that enthralled and were anxious to move on to the famous Tobago Cays, so we only stayed one night in Charlestown Bay, Canuoan.
    We found a lovely specialty food shop where we got sandwiches and ate on the deck at the Tamarind Resort. There appeared to be few guests, but it was a lovely spot.

    January 31st
    We motored off to Tobago Cays (note: all spellings of Cay, Quay, Key are pronounced \”Key\”). This is a lovely group of low islets surrounded by classic atoll type reefs. They are exotically named \”horseshoe reef\” and \”The Reef at the End of the World\”. The later is a reference to the fact that seaward of it there is no land for about 2000 miles! Despite it\’s being gorgeous with all the blues and greens of the spectrum, it\’s pretty windy and more annoyingly, quite crowded. There were about 40 boats in an area that would have seemed crowded with 10. The moorings are in a protected reserve and they prefer you use them though you can anchor if they are full. They were full! Our 4 neighbors were all close enough to have a conversation with. We took a dinghy tour and grabbed the snorkel gear, but it was just either too windy or too many people on the nice areas. We decided on our second day to try Salt Whistle Bay on the very nearby island of Mayreau.

    February 1st
    About mid-day we motored through the reef system to Mayreau, Salt Whistle Bay. A very pretty spot, lovely views and crowds! The moorings were almost full when we arrived. The nice one was too close to other neighbors for my comfort and the back row mooring upon inspection had 2 of the three lines of \”three strand\” cut though. Of course the locals don\’t care if your boat breaks loose, tough luck. They just want their mooring fee! We anchored near the entrance and it was on coral rubble plate. I dove the anchor and realized the holding was marginal at best. The next morning we had slipped about 100 feet. I don\’t think any anchor in the world wouldn\’t have and our \”Rocna\” is (as far as I\’m concerned), the best anchor ever designed!
    The other thing of note here is that it\’s a local day trip spot that does a lot of cooking on the beach. The flies were legendary! I\’ve never seen so many.

    February 2nd
    We left early the next morning with intention of staying the night at Clifton Bay on Union Island. The trip was another very short motor and we did a grand tour of the bay. It was again, way too crowded, bouncy and frankly, town looked more than a little bit run down. As such, we decided to sail all the way back to Bequia which as it turned out, was our favorite Grenadine.

    The wind was a bit close, so we motor sailed some of the way, arriving back at the same mooring we were on off the \”Gingerbread Hotel\”. We went ashore that night to Papa\’s Bar which had a big crowd watching the Super Bowl. We spent a leisurely day including a dinghy ride to \”Jack\’s Bar\” on Princess Margaret Beach for lunch. We enjoyed our time in the Grenadines (despite the crowds) but were anxious to head to St. Vincent, about a 12 mile trip to the north.

    Next, our arrival in St. Vincent, touring and our hike up the Soufriere Volcano.

    More soon!
    Scott and Nikki