After the pork chops finally thawed out, we had a pretty decent meal on the boat. Grilled up the porkchops and pineapple that we picked up from a boat boy with a side of corn is what we had for dinner. A couple of games of Domino and in bed by cruisers midnight, 9pm. Shawn and I stayed up for a while longer but not much past the witching hour.

Its now midnight in Souferier, its raining yet again. The outline of the petit Peton can barely be seen against the gray sky. The Petons are the largest mountains in Southern St. Lucia which are 1/2 a mile from where we are moored. The wind that came with this rain is crazy. Gusting to 37knots and consistently over 30kt.

So much so that it even woke Wayne up. There are 6 mooring balls along the cliff here, we are about 100 feet from the shore and the wind is blowing right down the cliff stretching and creaking the bridle with every gust. I’m sure Shawn and Sharon are wondering about all that noise thats going on just outside the forward berth.

When the wind drops below 20knots it is very peaceful, and if it can stay that way, maybe I’ll get some sleep, or at least a nap on tomorrow’s sail to St. Vincent.