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, Neville’s 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 ‘cleared out’ 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 (?) ‘webbing’ around a palm tree ashore and back - on a ‘slip’, 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 ‘hogging’ the postings so I must leave some revelations for the ‘girls’ to describe. As something of an ‘aide memoir’ to them, I will just mention pool,... Continue Reading →