Had less than great internet service, haven’t bothered with the SSB ( ham radio update ) but all is good on the Shack.

Lets see. Today is Xmas so last update was when we were supposed to pick up the inlaws. We’ll start from there on the 23rd.

Holy rollers. Some serious waves were rolling in CanOwan. We gladly paid a dingy boy to watch our dingy when we finally decided to go ashore.

Christine wanted to get to the airport early, so we ended up chatting with the customs agent and trading stories about the rich an famous that come through the small island airport on private jets. Seems Michael Jordan surpassed any names we could come up with.

The in laws showed up, cleared customs, and I returned to clear them on to the boat, of which the nice custom’s agent had already hooked me up with the forms. If I had had the passport numbers I think we could have done that before they actually arrived. The downside is, we have to reverse the process in Kingstown when we drop them off. So I get to go to the airport with them on new years day. Sa’ll good.

Kids are having fun, all smiles till the very end of the day.
I need to learn to cook more food, cooking for 7 takes a bunch more food than cooking for 3 birds, I hope they aren’t starving.

First night, we ate at the moorings bar. A couple of pizzas and lots of adult beverages. Then our dingy watcher came by and said he needed to go home and wanted his tip. Christine dealt with him, his request was for more than the taxi ride to the airport??? She was appalled, and asked me my thoughts, course, I’m a a softy and it is holiday season. So I agreed that next time we see him it’ll have to be 1/2 price, and he did too. That will remain to be seen.

The swells were terrible, so loading the luggage and people was quite the challenge. First load was luggage and the adult boys. Most everything stayed dry, and we left Wayne on board with the goods and back for the rest of the crew. Believe it or not, no one fell overboard as we counted the waves in 3’s as they surged back and forth.

All was good, everyone on board, getting acquainted with the formalities of camping on the water, aka no TP in the PP as Christine would say.

The regular crew was already on island time, the new arrivals were on west coast time, but we all managed to make midnight local time before calling it done, so 8pm west coasters, and way past sailors midnight.

The next morning…. the normal crew was up at first light, the west coasters didn’t stir till 10am local time, we almost thought they might have been in a comma. Thats 3 hours after the sun comes up and things start to get warm.

We all got motivated and pulled anchor, and headed out of the bay, for a 9 mile journey to Salt Whistle bay.