Okay, it was just yesterday, but we didn’t find a decent wifi connection to post an update. All is good, we made it out of the boat yard.
Up with the sun, few boat projects like, running the reefing lines, little internet in the morning, then started thinking about provisions.. aka stocking the bar. Looked at the yard bar/restaruant from the water, it looked closed, course it was before 8am. We had a name, Boney, of a taxi driver from the last time we were here but could’t find his number in our books. Christine called our normal hotel, La Sagess, a nature preserve on a pretty secluded beach, and asked for Boney’s number and luck would have it, he was right there. Its high season and lots of flights and guests at La Sagess, but he was able to work us into the schedule. Yippie. He will be at the marina in 10 mins. What? This is island time, no time to put up the Jib, stop that mid progress, and drop the dingy in the water to try to get it to run.
Break a sweat but she, the dingy, runs us to the dock and we find a taxi waiting, tho it was for the ‘other’ cruisers who had arranged a trip to mostly the same spots, for a group of 6. Bummer, we could have caught a ride with them, but we had already called Boney. That and we were provisioning for 3 weeks, we might have never made it back.
Boney shows up a few minutes later, we are off, he is on the phone but remembers us. Our stops, Bank get some local currency, even tho most places, if not, all take US cash. And the Grocery store, and Gas station for some Benzine, its what we call Gasoline in the states, so we don’t get confused with Diesel. For the dingy and maybe the Honda generator if we sit someplace too long.
2+ hours later we are back, not sure what the rest of the folks on the island are going to eat or drink, we filled the cart good. Pork Chops to Chicken wings and everything in between. Of course a couple of cases of beer too. Its kinda like Meclazine.
Now it looks like rain, afternoon shower that normally doesn’t last long, but we still have to raise the Jib. I get it started while Christine checks in on some email, thats when I look up and see the wind, I have Christine sit on the sail in the rain, while I go get cold beer. Oh.. I bring her a jacket. Kidding but she does end up sitting in the rain for a bit while I practice my grasshopper bowline’s on the jib. Let the rain pass, 10mins, and in the calm after the rain, we raise the jib, swapping positions of cranking and feeding a few times, All good, cold beverage well deserved, play with GPS and create route to the underwater sculpture gardens.
Jib motor sail, we had the foresail out as it was down wind, and the engines running, catching up ons some electricity and we know we want a hot shower when we get to the gardens. Get there, no issues, have the place to ourselves. I took my place in the shade, I think I sweated off all my sunblock, and was needing to cool off. Had a cold one, should have gone snorkeling to see the gardens, but chose to relax with the promise to go in the am when the sun was high.
Some dingy and 2 jet skis off a yacht called “Unforgettable” came by and asked if we knew where the gardens were. Of course we told ’em, but shouldn’t someone on a mega yacht with a captained dingy in full matching uniforms know these things?
Made some pasta and garlic bread for dinner, Since it was Saturday night our stereo competed with the Boots and Pants, Boots and Pants coming from the nearby town. Didn’t matter much we slept like a baby on a superior waterbed. Minus the few times the breeze stopped and we bounced into the mooring balls, probably a good thing there was no other boats on those moorings.
All systems are working good, so far. Tomorrow, some place new, possibly and island you can own for $100M, Isle de Ronde. Perhaps a lunch stop, supposed to be rolly, then maybe onto Tyrell bay to check out of Grenada.
Pictures on my I touch.. will add when we get decent internet.
