Monday….
As usual, with those who sleep in and those who don’t, boat time is boat time, sun rose at 6am and shortly everyone started moving. The guests are all athletic and they all went exploring in the morning.. 4 miles for Christine and Sharon and Shawn circled the entire island or at least thats what he smelled like when he returned.
Good thing we had a long lazy day planned. Everyone was up well before 8am exercised and all. Customs opened @ 9am so I was on my way, we cleared customs out of St Lucia, easy peasy for a change. A bag of ice a few last minute snacks and we were ready to go. Hailed the dock boys down to take the readings of the electricity and the water usage, and we were off.
As we backed off the dock, the line got stuck and a neighboring boat helped release the last dock line and we were off. Away at last, cut the ties, spent our last EC, okay wishful thinking.
Heading toward the fuel dock to top up from our Atlantic trip. 417 liters is what it took, that means we still had 1/2 of our fuel left since we hold 800 liters, and we still have 40 liters in stand by jugs. Awesome!. So in typical fashion, as soon as we pulled up to the fuel dock, the weather changed and dark rain clouds were imminent. The nice guys a the fuel dock asked if we wanted to wait out the shower, but of course! We made lunch/breakfast at the fuel dock and just before we got to devour the lunch the rain quit and we fueled up.
One more time leaving a concrete dock, and no scratches makes me a happy sailor. Out of the bay we go, not much sailing today, cloudy, dark storms etc.
As we clear the bay, Christine threw in in the “I’m on a boat song” and everyone was happy, even the dingy boats that were on the shore! However there was one sad boy, that was going to miss Christine and her Husband drinking in the streets every night and wanted to be sure that Christine would be back soon!
Out of the Marina, lunch was had. It was a couldy/shady day, what better time to break in the house warming gift the Melnars brought with them. So we dropped the lures in the water, course it took Shawn and Myself a while to figure out how to mount a 50 sized real on the pole, but we made it work.
Okay, I am not very good at fishing. No sooner than Shawn gets the real rigged and drops the lure, an friggin fish hits it. Pause: The 50 size real is the REAL deal, 900 yrds of line, it’ll tow in the USS Nimitz without out breaking a sweat. So within the first 30mins of being in the water a fish reals off 1/2 of the line, we slow the boat and roll in the jib and the fish is still running we all can’t believe it. 30+ mins of realing the line in, seemed like 2 days, the spectra line was hot and Shawn was holding the rod and pulling like you wouldn’t believe. In the end, the fish was too big to be brought aboard, so we did the humane thing, and will talk about it till the cows come home! Tomorrow we’ll sail between islands and give the fish a chance to give the lures back!.
We walked around Sourfiere, their fishermen had a good day. Lots of fresh bonitas to be had. We stopped for an appetizer while walking around town. Then headed back to the boat for some pork chops and some grilled pineapple that we got from the boat boy who helped us hook the mooring ball.
All in all a rainy day, My back is sunbrunt, Shawn and Sharon are having a good time, Wayne went to bed early..
Its an early day tomorrow before we sail off to St Vincent.
Cheers.