My 3 days alone in Rodney Bay Marina on St.Lucia were spent productively doing jobs, having the laundry done, organising the cleaning of Hejira and sorting out the best places to watch the rugby on TV. All this achieved, it was good to welcome my next crew, John Coe from Ash. John is a retired... Continue Reading →
Crew sign off
After a serene night at anchor off Reduit beach, Rodney Bay, we proceeded into the marina to take up a berth in a similar position to that occupied after the ARC+. It seems rather pertinent to illustrate the several faces of the area:- A recce ashore followed by a water taxi to the beach was... Continue Reading →
Reduit return
The Indian meal turned out to be a really pleasant culinary experience after an early issue about the table location. Although it was predominantly fine quality Indian, some dishes were an Indian/Chinese fusion and the experience was lifted by this unusual variety. We had intended to breakfast in the adjacent cafĂ©/bakery but after waiting over... Continue Reading →
Wildlife….
Our meal last night was taken in the restaurant at the end of the bay, deep into the mangroves and this is part of their problem. The food was excellent and they were the only bar so far to serve a passable ale. BUT, we were bitten alive! We all had a good lie in,... Continue Reading →
Fishing frustration
With only two short passages left before the family leave, Nevilleâs currently unsuccessful fishing has taken on an air of desperation. Not only did he interrogate the fishing tackle shop owner in Kingstown, we made substantial purchases and with a promise that the lighter winds will allow us to make way at the requisite slow... Continue Reading →
Soufriere means Sulphur
I had warned that the long crossing to St. Lucia was going to be a challenge, a long beat, exposed to the Atlantic with winds over 20 knots. We tackled it with two reefs in the main and with both foresails but a little bit of jib rolled away. We fortunately had a favourable current... Continue Reading →
Persistence rewarded
Having âcleared outâ of St. Vincent and the Grenadines at Blue Lagoon, south of Kingstown, we have 24 hours grace to leave their jurisdiction and we have anchored in Cumberland Bay with our famous (?) âwebbingâ around a palm tree ashore and back - on a âslipâ, cleated back on board. We will make the... Continue Reading →
KingsTOWN – not to be confused.
What a wonderful destination Blue Lagoon on St. Vincent has turned out to be. There is so much to tell but I am conscious that I have ben âhoggingâ the postings so I must leave some revelations for the âgirlsâ to describe. As something of an âaide memoirâ to them, I will just mention pool,... Continue Reading →
Lumpy
Lynn and Paula make an un-edited contribution:- A Perfect Storm what a brilliant film!!!! However, what we went through this morning puts that film to shame!!!! Waves were three times the size that good old George had to endure. More importantly we survived, but it was an adventure, which apparently according to skip we have... Continue Reading →
Bequia beckoned again
A favourable wind helped speed our crossing from Mustique to Bequia and it had been our intention to anchor in Friendship Bay but the swells were finding their way into the bay and it would have meant a ârollyâ night so we took a look and departed intending to make passage to Admiralty Bay but... Continue Reading →