It was a quiet Sunday in fact it seemed almost lonely down here all by ourselves. We started the day with our regular “Rick’s famous poached eggs”. The fame only extends the length of our boat but that’s good enough for me.
Later in the morning Rick went ashore and picked up some chicken which I quickly thawed and marinated in the fridge for dinner later today.
While we had company, Rick was restricted as to which boat chores he was allowed to do so today he let down his hair and went crazy.
First he changed the filters in the watermaker; next he checked and topped up all of the batteries. While he was permitted to get under the aft bunk he took the opportunity to clean the screen on the bilge pump. Once those jobs were completed he sat like a contented puppy in the cockpit and rebuilt a couple of spare watermaker pumps.
I on the other hand, I sat and read to stay out of his way.
We had an early dinner of baked chicken, rice and calaloo.
As soon as breakfast was finished I bundled up the laundry and Rick took it ashore. I tidied and rearranged my clothing locker and sorted through books to be taken to exchange. Rick washed the cockpit and we opened and closed hatches a few times for rain showers.
There was no wifi most of the day and it wasn’t until well in the afternoon when I called a friend to see if they had internet access that I learned the power was off on the island. Not thinking anymore of it, Rick went in to pick up the laundry at 3PM. The power was back on by this time but the laundry lady was running a little late.
Today was cleaning day. It didn’t take long, I washed walls and cleaned the galley area while Rick washed floors and cleaned the head.
It was once of the nicest days we have had in a while. The sun was shining and the wind was light and this was all we needed to tempt us into jumping overboard for a swim.
We had pasta dinner onboard which worked out well as the cupboards and fridge are bare. Tomorrow we will shop.
Sometime in the early morning hours the wind piped up and as it howled the rain belted the cabin top. In a very strange way it is a comforting feel at this time to have nice strong east winds. The forecast everyday this week has mentioned that there is a merging east and northwest swell in our area. My thinking is that the reason we haven’t felt the northwest swell is because the east winds are so strong. A northwest swell would be extremely uncomfortable in this and most anchorages in the Eastern Caribbean.
Our batteries were a little low this morning probably my fault as I watched a movie last night and the DVD player didn’t get fully charged during the day when the generator was running so I turned the inverter on and plugged it in to watch the last bit of the movie. Rick had wanted to run the engine today so it was perfect timing. He started and ran the engine for an hour before we left the boat to go shopping in town and the batteries were again charged.
We filled the fridge to capacity and I began cooking in the afternoon. I
made Chicken Osso Bucco which according to the recipe is better the next
day.
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Obviously
this was not dinner for tonight. We took our last opportunity for seafood
and went to Lazy Turtle for shrimp and pasta flambé in Pernod sauce.
We left the boat at 7AM and met Norbert at the jetty. He took us to the airport to meet Beverley my sister, who was arriving on the early morning flight from Grenada.
When we arrived back at the boat it was rolling uncomfortably even for
me. We decided to move the boat to the other side of the bay. This would be
our longest passage so far this year. Rick tied a plastic bottle to our
mooring lines and we headed off.
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The
other side of the bay is very deep and not the best holding in 30 to 40 feet
but we seemed to find a nice spot tucked in near the entrance to the
mangroves.
Rick dropped Beverley and me onshore and we walked to the stadium (just past Paradise Beach) where the Independence Day celebrations were to take place. Much to my surprise, everything started on time and ran very close to the published schedule.
In the evening there were to be many cultural events on display but we
were all a little tired. Back on the boat we first heard and then saw a
little of an amazing fireworks demonstration which is a rare event on the
island. The fireworks marked the end of the Independence celebration.
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Beverley’s first night onboard was at times a little rolly but definitely not bad. There were no rain drills or any unexpected alarms.
We began the morning with a nice bowl of bananas, papaya and yogurt then fried eggs on toast.
The sun was shining and the seas were flat as least where we were anchored. There was absolutely no excuse to not jump overboard. Well there was a little problem. A ship or something had leaked a little diesel in the water and we could smell it. Beverley and I jumped in anyway and swam over to the reef which seemed out of the diesel flow. After a little swim on the reef, we decided to go to shore on the other side of the bay and swim in cleaner water.
When everyone had enough sun we returned to the boat for lunch and a
siesta.
We went back into the water about 3PM but this time we had a strong outgoing tide. With snorkel masks we were going to return to the reef. But Beverley wasn’t comfortable with a snorkel mask so we gave her a swim mask. That didn’t work very well for her either. Although the coral was dead there were a few tiny colourful fish swimming around. One was a baby shark which I purposely did not point out to Beverley because I knew that she would become concerned with the location of its mother. Sharks in this area are quite harmless but I doubt that I could convince Beverley of that.
The timing was perfect we climbed into the cockpit for our shower and had just finished when a line of black clouds brought us a few sprinkles.
It
was after 5:30PM when we went ashore at the main jetty and then walked
through town to the Lambi Queen. There was a large crowd and poor Beverley
was introduce to so many people her head was spinning. Dinner was good and
the pan band was lively and loud.
We left and walked back to the main jetty and just as we were climbing into the dinghy the rain began. Although we didn’t have far to go to reach our boat we were well rinsed when we got there.
It rained off and on throughout the night so we ended up sleeping with
the boat closed. It was still raining when we awoke but soon cleared to a
bright blue sky for most of the day.
Rick went ashore at 9AM to assist with the junior sailing club. While he was gone I decided to make some potato salad as a side dish with lunch. I had put the eggs on to cook first but noticed the flame blew out. Sure enough, we were out of propane. The spare tank was sitting full in the back of the cockpit but changing tanks is a blue job on our boat. I wasn’t even going to try because I know that Rick uses a wrench to disconnect the line from the regulator and if I were to damage it I would be in big trouble. So potato salad was delayed until the sailing club finished just before noon.
After lunch we all had a nice siesta. Beverley and I slept in the cockpit where there was, believe it or not, a cool breeze blowing.
We
went ashore for a special Independence Day dinner on shore. We were
expecting a variety of local dishes however it was just a buffet of many
different dishes. The turnout was great and overflowing onto the road. We
were one of the first to leave at a little after 8:30PM.
The temperature at night has been perfect for sleeping, light breeze and cool air. We awoke well rested to a perfect day as well. After a breakfast of poached eggs we went ashore and hiked up Hopper Hill to visit with Susan and Roy.
The view was spectacular and after a nice visit we made our way down the
opposite side of the hill. We stopped for a visit with Punto and Barb but
found only Barb at home.
After
a short visit with her we returned to the boat for a light lunch and a swim.
It was after 2:30PM when I put together a spaghetti sauce to simmer for
dinner.
We went into town today to do a little shopping and to let Beverley
experience island shopping. Since it was a Monday after a holiday weekend I
didn’t expect to find much produce on the shelves. This island continues to
surprise me. I not only found everything I was looking for including cream
cheese, I also found cottage cheese which I have only every found here once
before. There were Ceylon mangos which pleased Beverley greatly. She was
very disappointed when she learned that on Carriacou it was not mango
season. The mangos we purchased today were imported from St Vincent.
We were a little longer than planned in town as we had to wait for the gas station to get gas before they were able to fill our jerry can.
Everyone was exhausted after lunch so we had a short siesta and then when ashore again. We stopped at the yacht club for a cold drink and then went to visit Fitzroy. At Fitzroy’s we checked out the chickens which he was raising to eat but has now declared them as pets as he doesn’t want to kill them. By the time we visit him next he will have surely named them all.
He took us through his garden and showed Beverley the variety of fruit
trees and flowers he has and gave her a hatful of mandarin oranges before we
left.
Again we returned to the boat, this time to run the generator for a while before leaving for dinner at the Lazy Turtle.
It was a terrible night. A little after midnight the wind started gusting from 10 knots to about 30 knots. We would all be sound asleep one moment then the next we would be heeled over with the cabin sounding like a wind tunnel as the gust of wind charged through.
We moved the boat home!!
Needless to say none of us had a lot of energy in the morning. We had planned a day on Paradise beach but the overcast sky was more conducive to remaining on board reading and playing a game of Rummikub.
I had marinated pork tenderloin for dinner and to serve with it I cooked some local beets, plantains and potatoes. Dinner was just being served when Sherwin arrived in his boat. We invited him to join us onboard for dinner which he did.
It was a very windy night again but much quieter and more comfortable on our mooring which is in about 12 feet of water rather than at anchor where we were in 30 to 35 feet of water.
After a breakfast of yogurt, French toast and bananas, Beverley and I
went ashore and met Susan. We all had a couple of chores to do in town and
then Susan drove us around the island to give Beverley an island tour.
I
think the colour of the water and the reefs that surround the island
impressed her more than anything else but the variety of plants and flowers
ran a close second.
We arranged to meet the Rick and Roy at the Cow Foot Restaurant for lunch at 1PM.
It was an excellent meal and from there Susan, Roy and her mom drove
home and we walked back to Harvey Vale. It was a good walk in fact according
to Rick’s pedometer it was only about a mile but there were a lot of hills
involved in that mile. He walked it both ways while Beverley and I only
walked back. It was a fun walk as we came upon donkeys, sheep, goats,
chickens and school children all walking along the road. One of the things
about the island that I think is unique are the small post office buildings
in each community.
Beverley
saw the ones in Belvedere and Belmont today.
The sky became quite overcast when we returned to the boat so rather than go for a swim we had another couple of games of Rummikub.
Dinner was a little late this evening because no one was hungry. Eventually we had pasta with some of the leftover sauce I made the other day.
This was Beverley’s last day and we still hadn’t been to Paradise Beach which is usually the first place that people visit when they come to Carriacou.
We took our time leaving the boat hoping the sun would burn off some of
the clouds. It remained a mostly cloudy day but it wasn’t the overcast sky
that was a problem for us, it was the wind. W
alking
along the road the wind was strong but comfortably cool. Once we walked down
the hill to Off the Hook Bar on the beach, we found that Curtis had only
opened a portion of his beach bar to keep the wind from blowing the sand
inside. We had a nice cool drink before deciding to walk back up the hill
and along the road to the other end of Paradise Beach. This brought us to
the Hardwood Bar where we had another cold drink and spoke with Miss Joy for
a few minutes.
Now we could walk along the beach back toward Off the Hook with the wind
and sand blowing at our back. The sea was much too rough to go for a swim
but it was still fun to wade in the waves.
Curtis made us a great lunch and then we made our way back up to the road again. The walk back to Harvey Vale was again very comfortable with a strong wind keeping us cool. In fact when we arrived at the boat it was almost too cool to go for a swim but we all felt that our skin had been sand blasted and that jumping overboard was the only way to get rid of the sand.
We had a late dinner onboard and then Beverley began the task of packing her suitcase which didn’t take long.
We were all up at 5:30AM. Rick made coffee but Beverley who normally likes a cup of tea in the morning, settled for a glass of orange juice.
It had been a nasty night of rock and roll with the swell which occurred when the winds went light. We all had a quick bowl of cereal with bananas. I packed a small snack bag for Beverley to take with her and we headed ashore.
Norbert arrived on time with a busload of people. I had explained to Beverley that we were on the school bus run at this hour. It was cute to watch the different aged children get on and off the bus. We passed a little girl and boy walking along the side of the road who had to be 4 and 5 years old. The little boy was holding his younger sister’s hand and taking her to school.
Norbert
stopped to drop a little boy about 4 years old, by the side of the road.
As he was lifted out of the bus and set down, his mother (who remained in
the bus) told him to stay there. Norbert reinforced the comment by telling
him to stay there and don’t move. We drove away and I watched him stand by
the side of the road, not moving until whoever was to pick him up arrived.
Next a little boy again about 4 years old was loaded into the bus which was packed but there is always room in a Carriacou bus for “jus one mo”. This little boy remained in the bus after everyone including us got off. Norbert knew where he was to go and would make sure he got there safely.
We
didn’t have to wait long at the airport. It was 7:45AM, Beverley was checked
through security at 8AM and the plane arrived only a little late at 8:30AM.
She waved good bye and left for Grenada. Her next flight, Grenada to
Barbados was not until 10:15AM so she should have plenty of time.
Norbert returned to the airport just as the plane was taking off so we went with him directly back to the dinghy.
Rick wanted another breakfast, this one of bagels and cream cheese. We had that and then I gathered all of the sheets, towels and rest of the laundry for him to take ashore. While he was gone I remade the beds and then settled down to read for a while.
Lunch
was a plate full of leftovers and the weather was unbelievable after what we
have been experiencing, the sky was clear, the sun was shining brightly,
there was no roll and the wind was just a light breeze. We turned off the
wind generator and had a nice afternoon siesta.
Sherwin had asked me to hustle for (go boat to boat and inform people) the pan band at Lambi Queen tonight and for a Valentines dinner at Bay Side Restaurant (Sonny’s) tomorrow night. Nigel (Sherwin’s brother) picked me up at 4PM and we hustled until about 5:30PM. Needless to say there was a great turnout at the Lambi Queen this evenin
There was a little roll and rain overnight but we both slept very well. It was Saturday morning and the latest weather forecast is for northwest swells again beginning today and lasting until at least Wednesday. Neither of us wanted to anchor near the mangroves again so we decided to put out a second anchor and pull the stern over into the swells while remaining on our mooring.
It was Valentine’s Day so I made a nice breakfast of bacon and eggs, then we put out the anchor.
It was 9:05AM when Rick headed to shore to help with the Tyrrel Bay Junior Sailing Club. This gave me most of the morning to do a little boat work.
In the afternoon I had a siesta and a nice swim before getting ready to go out for our Valentine dinner.
This time the dinner at the Bayside Restaurant was sit down rather than
buffet and it was done very nicely. Natasha who did all of the cooking, also
provided entertainment after the desert was served. She and her helpers,
including Denise, the fruit and vegetable lady sang a variety of love songs
for us. They all sang their best and the audience loved them.
The dinner menu was Callaloo soup and homemade bread sticks as the starter, main course was a choice of something from the sea and something from the land. To choose from we had Lobster, Lambi (conch), fish, pork ribs, and chicken. The rest of our meal included lasagne, rice with vegetables, macaroni pie, breadfruit pie, pumpkin, callaloo, coleslaw and tossed salad. Dessert was cake and ice cream. The price of this meal was $25EC ($9.50USD). The special drink for the evening was a nice rum punch at $3EC ($1.14USD).
It was an excellent Valentine’s Day celebration and it didn’t break the bank.
I’m not sure if the other boats in the anchorage rolled last night. We didn’t but because I was sound asleep I don’t know if our stern anchor did its job or whether the northwest swell never appeared.
I slept late (7:30AM) and Rick served a couple of large Ceylon mangos that were finally ripe with bananas (I had to cut the mangos for him) and his great-poached eggs on toast.
After breakfast, I played on the computer for a while and Rick began working on a few woodwork repairs in the cockpit.
The sky clouded over during the afternoon and it rained off and on for
the rest of the day.
I had just turned the stove on to prepare dinner when a rowdy bunch in a boat arrived on our starboard side. It was JP, Clair, Sherwin and his brother Nigel. They were all members of the “Rum Family” and declared that they were commandeering our boat. They brought all of the drinks, ice, and glasses for a party. It was still raining but they didn’t care no one wanted to come below we remained in the cockpit and partied.
Man oh man!!! I have never seen a night of wind and rain as we had last night even during rainy season when Tropical Waves are going through, it was never like this.
Before going to bed, we saw and heard lightning and thunder which we normally only hear during rainy season. Then the wind and rain began but unlike a Tropical Wave, which passes through, this was a trough causing the disturbance and it remained over us all night.
The wind was a constant 25 to 30 knots but sometimes it would gust much higher. The rain continued so heavy all night that when I got up during the wee hours of the morning (3AM) there was absolutely no visibility. I sat in the companionway and watched all around us for a while. Eventually I noticed a light at the back of the anchorage moving. Someone’s boat had dragged. Then I saw a few spotlights shining from different boats that were checking to make sure that other boats were not dragging down on them.
Morning was a gentle relief, it was still extremely overcast but the wind had died down and the rain was just a drizzle. Rick had planned to go into town with an empty propane tank this morning but changed his mind and decided to accompany me tomorrow.
He started stripping the wood in the cockpit. It hasn’t been refinished in about four years and now is the time. I began trying to organize our vacation pictures, which is a bigger job than I expected. We take way too many pictures.
The wind settled down and the rain became scattered showers overnight. Rick and I went ashore and met Karen and her father Murray who were going shopping in town. We were on our way to do the same and as we walked down the jetty, Norbert arrived and took us into town.
It was a good shopping day the only thing I was unable to find was milk which when we returned to Harvey Vale, I found some at Alexis Supermarket.
The four of us had lunch at Beck’s Restaurant before returning to the boat. Then once the groceries were put away, I settled down for a siesta.
Not for long, Cigarette came by with a nice load of fish and I picked out a lovely large red speckled hind that was still jumping around in the boat. Rick cleaned it on the side deck and I put it in the fridge until dinner.
Karen’s dad had a few medical problems during the night so she came by and asked for the name of a doctor on the island. We gave her Dr. Freddy’s name in town. Later, we received a phone call and Karen was on her way to the hospital where Dr. Freddy wanted her dad to check in for a couple days. It was only about an hour later when she called again to say that the Dr. at the hospital in Carriacou wanted him transferred to Grenada on the 3PM ferry. Karen and Cheryl both headed down to Grenada with him on the ferry. With no idea how long they would be gone and whether he may have to return to Canada, we are boat sitting. The first thing Rick did was to put a stronger snubber on their anchor chain.
Once things settled down, Rick returned to stripping the wood in the cockpit. I finished slide show number one, our London vacation and began work on slide show number 2, The Middle East.
Dinner was mainly leftovers. We only ate half of the huge fish I baked for last night’s dinner. The remainder of the fish was deboned and now in chunks rather than a fillet. I made up a tempura batter for the fish but since I was frying, I also sliced up some nice ripe plantains to fry as well. We also finished off the rice and pumpkin leftovers.
After breakfast Rick put a new pull rope on the Honda generator. This took him until lunch time. The rest of the day was spent relaxing. Large northern swells arrived just before sunset but strong eastern winds arrived just after sunset so we didn’t experience the uncomfortable roll that most other anchorages were feeling.
It was time to run the engine again. This was nice because the temperatures were too cold for a swim and shower in the cockpit. Running the engine gives us nice warm water for a shower.
We heard on the radio that Moorings Chartering Company announced that their dock in Canouan was under water and closed for the day because of the northern swell. They were advising their charter boats to go to other locations.
Our friend Karen called and was in Hillsborough. We went ashore to meet her at the jetty. After having lunch at Natasha’s and a little shopping at Denise’s we returned to the boat and sat in the cockpit.
Later in the day we walked the exercise hill and make our way to Lambi Queen and the steel band for the evening.
After a very gusty night, we awoke to an overcast sky and a very cool temperature. Rick had a queasy stomach; I hadn’t slept well, only Karen felt fine.
Punto and Cigarette stopped by with a large yellow-tailed snapper for us.
We had a late breakfast and then Karen and I read while Rick slept.
In the afternoon after Rick was feeling well enough to clean the fish. I prepared a light salad for lunch and we played a game of Rummikub
By dinner Rick was feeling much better but not up to eating fish. Plan B, I made Chicken Osso Bucco for dinner and we saved the fish for tomorrow.
We heard from Karen that her dad, was ok and he was flying back to Canada today. They would be arriving back in Carriacou on the evening ferry.
They would be arriving sometime between 7:30 and 8PM and Rick was going
to pick them up at the jetty. I decided to make a large batch of spaghetti
sauce so they could come for dinner before going to their own boat.
I baked the fish in foil with garlic, butter and fresh limes for lunch. Karen was the perfect guest and said she thought the fish was wonderful. Meanwhile, Rick and I have decided that yellow snapper is a fish we don’t like.
Once the spaghetti sauce was prepared, dinner was easy. I didn’t have any ground beef but I did have sausage meat so that was the base of the sauce. It was when I started to add the tomato, paste, tomato sauce and canned tomatoes when I realized I had used the last can of tomatoes in the chicken Osso Bucco. Rick and Karen went ashore to search for canned tomatoes but in my heart, I knew it was hopeless. They came back with fresh tomatoes, which was better than nothing but it just involved a little more work on my part.
Everything turned out fine. I even had enough fresh vegetables to make a salad to go along with the pasta.
It was late when we got to bed last night but everyone was still up by 7AM. Breakfast was a nice fresh papaya with yogurt and cereal with bananas.
Karen was packed and ready to leave on the Amelia at 10AM but before lugging the suitcase ashore, Rick went to the jetty and asked if they would be leaving on time. It is not unusual for the departure time to be sometime before noon. It was a good thing he checked. The ship was not leaving today because of carnival, in fact, this morning (4AM to 10AM) was J’ouvert. The captain and crew were reportedly passed out somewhere on the side of High St. in town after a night of dancing and drinking.
When
Rick relayed the situation to us, we decided to go ashore and do a few
things here in Harvey Vale this morning. We would avoid the mess in
Hillsborough until later in the afternoon when we would take Karen in for
the 3:30PM Osprey Ferry, which we knew, was running on schedule.
It was about 4PM when Rick and I returned to the boat. We weren’t onboard long when Karen and Cheryl came by so we invited them to come aboard, relax and share some crackers and cheese with us.
After a wonderful night’s sleep, we had a relaxing breakfast in the
cockpit. Rick went ashore to the haulout and ordered new house batteries
from Budget Marine in Grenada. Normally, the batteries would be delivered up
to us on the Amelia tomorrow but since the ferry is still sitting at dock,
it
will be Saturday before they arrive. Hopefully when the haulout picks them
up from the ferry they will deliver them directly to our boat.
Today was the last day of carnival so we went into town with a few other cruisers to watch the parade. As usual, the parade was late starting but there was enough entertainment on the streets that no one cared. I enjoyed the watching the stilt walkers dance on their stilts and listening to the calypso singers perform. Rick limed with some cruisers at Cuthbert’s bar while I roamed around.
The parade was disappointing with only two bands this year but the bands that did participate had a fun time and did a good job.
After the parade, we had a piece of barbecued chicken and then made our
way to the bus and back to the jetty. Our bus driver was cute. When he asked
if we were going to Tyrrel Bay I recognized him as being a bus from Windward
not Tyrrel Bay.
He
explained by telling us he lived in L’Esterre so he was driving this route
just for today. He laughed when I asked if he was a fast or slow driver and
told him that we normally drive with Norbert. He assured us that he was a
moderately slow driver.
Well, we have never sat in a bus that travelled as slow as he did. When we got to the jetty I thanked him and he asked if I would take his number and call him when we needed a ride. I agreed to call him if Norbert was not available and he was pleased with that.
The sun set just as we arrived back at the boat and since we had already eaten, we just relaxed and read.
Today is Wednesday, carnival is over, company is gone, and we can do whatever we want today as we have absolutely no commitments.
We began by eating the second half of a papaya that I cut the other day and then had a bowl of spoon size Shreddies, which is a cereal not normally found here, so it was a treat.
Rick worked on the wood in the cockpit; I went back to organizing our pictures. It rained a few times during the day, which kept the temperatures cool.
Sherwin stopped by at sundown and visited for a while. When he left, we had dinner and read until it was a respectable time to retire for the night.
The fresh water pump woke me at 3AM. It was running continuously but when I turned on a tap there was no pressure. We have had this happen once before so I didn’t panic. I turned off the water pressure and went back to bed.
An hour later, it rained, so I was up again this time to close hatches.
Finally, when the sun rose we both got up and I warned Rick about the water pressure so he used to deck wash hose outside to get the water to make coffee (same water different pump).
After breakfast, Rick removed the first water filter (we have two) and although it pretty good, he bypassed it while it was being cleaned and there was no longer a problem with the water pressure.
While he was doing that, I emptied and washed the fridge. It was a good day for this because next on the to-do list was to run the engine for an hour. This would give the batteries an extra boost as defrosting and cleaning the fridge normally puts a little extra strain on them.
When the engine was turned off, I had a nice warm shower and we got ready to go to town for groceries.
Today was laundry day, for lack of clean clothes. I bagged everything for
Rick to take ashore then was just about to start cleaning when Punto and
Cigarette came by with another nice red hind for us. I couldn’t refuse it
even though I knew we were going for dinner at the Lambi Queen tonight. We
also had commitments for tomorrow night so the fish had to be eaten for
lunch today.
I made a coleslaw and pan fried the hind with garlic and butter and little thyme and parsley. It was a perfect light lunch.
In the afternoon, Rick sanded teak and I went boat to boat with Nigel (Sherwin’s brother) to hustle for the Lambi Queen (notify everyone of the steel pan band and dinner tonight).
It was a nice evening; the sky was awesome with a fairly new moon and Venus as huge as I have ever seen it, tucked up close to the moon.
It was another beautiful day. Rick went to help with the Junior Sailing Club at 9AM. Karen (Interlude) who taught sailing back in Toronto asked if she could join him in our dinghy to watch the children.
I watched from the boat and then before Rick returned I made a large batch of caramelized onions as part of an appetizer to take with us to Interlude in the evening.
In the afternoon, Rick returned to sanding the teak again and we both kept an eye for the arrival of the Amelia (ferry). It docked on time and we watched as the haulout workboat went to meet it. It wasn’t long and the workboat was headed toward Wind-Borne with 6 new house batteries.
This is the year of batteries for us. The house batteries were not
holding a charge very well and neither is my computer battery nor the
battery on our DVD player.
He put the house batteries in the cockpit and left them there overnight. It was time to get ready to go to Interlude for the evening.
Cheryl and Karen prepared a wonderful meal of roast leg of lamb, potatoes, pumpkin and caramelized mushrooms for dinner. It was a great dinner and a very enjoyable evening.
