Well not really, nothing is as important as the schedule. Well schedules and sailing do not mix well. We do make the best of it tho. After a sketchy late start we have made it down island. Got fuel in St Barts, visited Montserrat and saw the destruction of the volcano, we are less than 50 miles from our Grenada destination and have time to Chill-axe in the bays we know well.

We tried a new to us stop, but the wind and bottom were not cooperating today. We had looked at “the end if the world” reef before but always gave it a pass for one reason or another. Today we tried, wind and waves were having none of it. We tried to drop the anchor near the recommended anchorage but it never hooked. Just skipped on the bottom. Well we only tried once. Since it was rolly out there and were only going to do a lunch stop any way. Plan B back to the Tobago Keys, less than 10 boats here in off season, normally close to 80 vessels anchored here.

Haven’t been feeding the crew, they say it is cause every beer is sammich, or just hate the grub. We get underway, it gets rough, no one wants food, but when I make something it’s gone in seconds. Big seas on the outside but we just took it slow and rolled with it, literally.

Anchor down, break out the grill and a snack and jerk chicken wings are a thing gone past.

Total lounge day.

Beautiful water, blue and shallow. Cool breeze. No rain. I go stir crazy. Wipe down the salon ceiling, finish the lazy jack lines. Lay down but always find. Some thing to tinker with.

Play with the GoPro. Interesting shots.

Pasta and a 7 item salad and a heated match of dominoes round up the day.

Then watching the rays circle the boat around the green glow that is our fishing light was as cool as the number of stars visible without a cloud in the sky. >