Texas invades Bequia

We had a gorgeous sail (motor/sail) to Bequia! We were entertained with some dolphins playing at our bow for a good 10 minutes–they were so beautiful and majestic! They showed off their underwater dancing techniques and then would surprise us with a twirl or out of water twist. It is always a site to see! Our arrival into Bequia was uneventful, yeah! We pulled in between many other boats and tried out our new wireless remote for the anchor that Matt had installed earlier in the day. Worked like a charm. With little less than 4 meters of water, we did not have to let out much rode, did the typical 7:1, hooked the bridle and relaxation begins (as if 8+ hours on the way over here wasn’t relaxing enough). As Matt cleared customs, Wayne and I made more jello (as we had managed to extinguish our first batch of 50) and then I baked some fresh chocolate chip cookies (who doesn’t love that smell!). We lounged, read, and chatted until I was able to coax the boys into taking showers. We were scheduled to meet our friends at a place that they called “Frommagi” (yes, that is cheese in french) which we had never heard of and could not find in the guide book. But it was an adventure we were willing to take. We loaded into the dingy and headed to the main boat dock, tied up, locked the dingy (as you know it is an island past time to steal dingies–like it is to tip cows in Texas). We walked around and chatted with a rasta man who told us we were at the wrong boat dock and needed to cross the bay. So we loaded back up, headed to the other side, stopped to ask a friendly boat of men (who had no idea what we were talking about), found a new boat dock, unloaded, locked up, and ended up at a lobster place we had eaten at with Shawn and Sharon during a previous trip. I went in to ask the owner if he had heard of our restaraunt, showed him the email and he simply stated there is nothing on Bequia like that. We chatted for awhile and finally came to the conclusion that it might be a place back across the bay, called Framangipani. So we headed over there, looked around, and did not see our friends so we bellied up to the bar. After enjoying our beverage, I looked back at the large group of 6 and thought, that sort of looks like the back of my friend Heather, but without my glasses I could not be sure. We decided it was a lost cause and we were not going to meet up with them so we went to sit down to eat–and what to our marvelous surprise did we see–our friends! We enjoyed a marvelous Mahi Mahi blackened island style and topped with island fruit and a pasta dish. Very good in deed! Trying to “load” the boys into the dingy and get back to the boat was challenging, interesting, and very funny. We were so loud that Heather and Michael came over to see if they could assist, luckily we had it under control, all body parts in the dingy and were on our way. Always an adventure.

Liquor count – day 3: Down 1 bottle of rum, 1 bottle of vodka, 1/2 bottle of Malibu, 3 cases of beer.

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