It was another beautiful day. Rick is looking and feeling better just not 100% yet.
He applied another coat of Cetol to the cockpit table and prepped the aluminum on the binnacle for primer.
I washed not quite half of one side of the boat by hanging from the dinghy and grasping the toe rail with the fingers of one hand while I scrubbed with the other hand. The dinghy was tied but the wind was too strong for it to sit gently next to the hull. I’ll try again tomorrow.
In the afternoon, we both jumped overboard for a swim. Rick’s ankle enjoyed the cool salt-water soak and he didn’t have any difficulty climbing the ladder back into the boat.
In the evening, we ventured out to the Lazy Turtle for dinner.
It was a beautiful day but still much too windy to attempt cleaning the topsides from the dinghy. Rick applied the primer coat of paint on the binnacle. I created a new slide show “Carriacou” for Norbert to play in his bus.
We can tell that spring is sprung up north because our weather in the
Caribbean is settling down to a gentle breeze with warm temperatures,
finally.
We went into town with Sandy and Doug (Triumph III) in the morning. After Rick applied for and received his temporary driver’s licence, we both made a few purchases then sat at Snaggs on the beach, and had a cold drink. When it was just about lunchtime, we walked to the other end of town and took a windward bus into Bogles where we went to the Round House for lunch.
Roxanne and Phil who run the Round House Restaurant were both there. The
breeze was so beautiful that we chose to sit outside for lunch. Everything
on the menu of the day sounded amazing but we all settled on the yellow fin
tuna fillets with, wasabi, mashed potatoes, and salad. It was wonderful and
a very special meal as this is our last day together.
Doug
and Sandy leave tomorrow morning and head south to haul out in Grenada until
next season.
We returned to Harvey Vale where we had left our dinghies at the Lambi Queen. Doug and Sandy took their purchases back to the boat while Rick and I remained on shore. It was almost time to go boat to boat and hustle for the Lambi Queen. Nigel was off island so Sherwin and I went out together.
When we returned to shore, Rick and I sat in the shade for a while but shortly after 6:30PM and long before the steel band arrived, we were both too tired and left to listen to the band from our boat this week.
There wasn’t a cloud in the sky all day. The temperature was well over 30 degrees. This is the weather we have been waiting for this season.
Rick was able to put two coats of paint on the binnacle as it was drying quickly in the breeze.
I made a tail for my kite, which we took ashore in the afternoon to try and fly. Aaron and Kenny happened to be onshore and came by to check out the kite and help me launch it. They adjusted some of the lines. It was interesting to watch because Aaron looked at the kite and checked the length of the lines first. When Kenny picked it up, I watched him do the same thing. Later after a very unsuccessful launching, as I was putting the kite into the dinghy a fisherman came ashore and asked if it flew well. When I said that we were unable to launch it, he picked up the kite and in the same way, measured the lines. I think everyone on this island knows how to build and fly a kite, which is not as easy a task as I remember from my younger days.
The bottom line according to all of the kite experts here is that my kite is too flat. We need to drill a couple of small holes so that I can use some twine and give it a little bend on the cross members.
We had a nice dinner onboard and prepared for an evening of music. The radio station KYAK 106.3FM was broadcasting live from the Lambi Queen on the beach right in front of us. The radio station advertised this event all week as a “Beach Blast” so we knew from experience that it would be loud and continue late. The music was loud enough to cause the ocean water to vibrate and it went on until 2AM. When the DJ was not playing recorded music, the Pan Band was playing live. There were amazing. Although we listen to them every Friday night, they had an exciting energy in their playing this night.
Susan picked us up in the morning and drove us up Hopper Hill to spend the day with her, Roy and her mom Marjorie. She prepared a wonderful barbecued lunch of chicken, roast potatoes, fresh green beans, coleslaw and cucumber salad.
Although we have spent many times at their house, this time was different because we were being walked through how to use the cistern pumps to water the plants (many of which are gorgeous orchids). She showed us where everything is kept, gave us a list of hundreds of satellite TV channels they get and last but not least, Roy showed Rick where to turn on the pump for the plunge pool. We are going to house sit for almost a week and look after her mom Marjorie. My only fear is that all her orchids are in wonderful bloom, I just hope we don’t over or under water them.
While there, Susan trimmed my hair again. It seems to grow so quickly down here.
At the end of the day, Susan drove us back down the hill in the four wheel drive car that Rick will be driving up and down the mountain in a few days. We hope not too often, as it is a scarier thought than the highways in Toronto.
Rick was on a mission today. I let him know that this was his last cockpit working day. He applied the last coat of enamel paint on the binnacle in the cockpit. Meanwhile the main salon was set up as a workshop for the final coat of cetol on the cockpit table. Then the aft cabin was emptied while he replaced the circulating pump for the refrigeration system. I hibernated in a 24 inch square area by the computer and completed a few projects online.
We are in countdown mode. Rick scrubbed , cleaned and waxed the cockpit while I scrubbed and cleaned down below.
In the afternoon, I went for a nice swim and was able to reclaim the cockpit for a shower once again. In fact, Rick re-assembled the table in time for sundowners.
Dinner was pizza at the Lazy Turtle.
Last day afloat. We went ashore and delivered our laundry to the laundry lady. Then we went next door and ordered a supply of bread, a couple of gallons of bottled water and a couple of large bags of ice cubes which we will pick up tomorrow as we drive by on our way up Hopper’s hill.
Norbert arrived as we walked out of the store and took us into Hillsborough where we purchased some groceries to take with us however, I know Susan has stocked the fridge, freezer and pantry so we probably have too much food.
When we returned to the boat, I put some things away and packed others to take with us. We went ashore again and I delivered my kite to Brianna who will probably fly it in the kite competition this weekend. We picked up the clean laundry and returned to the boat so I could pack the clothing.
Next, since the water maker won’t be used for more than a week I gave it a fresh water flush.
Although we were very busy today, the nice thing was that we were able to sit in our nicely cleaned and finished cockpit for sundowners.
We used up the last of the home made spaghetti sauce and had pasta for dinner.
The big day has arrived. Our bags are packed and I can’t believe how much we are taking for our six days ashore. It was tight but we were able to get everything into the dinghy along with us so we made it ashore in one trip.
Roy and Susan left their car for us by the office. Rick brought it down the last hill and parked it near the dinghy dock so transferring the bags was easy. We drove up the exercise hill in low gear honking the horn to warn any vehicle coming the other way that we were almost at the top of the blind hill.
As we drove by the Lambi Queen everyone was surprised to see us driving and assured us they would stay off the road today.
We stopped and picked up everything we had ordered yesterday and continued up Hopper’s Hill. The path up to Roy and Susan’s house requires low gear and at times four wheel drive . Rick took it slow and easy and because the path is so narrow he didn’t have to worry about which side of the road he was to drive because there isn’t enough room for two cars to pass anyway.
We arrived at the house before Marjorie, (Susan’s 89 year old mother) was up. When she did awake, I made her breakfast and then started the barbecue to cook some chicken that I had put into a marinade yesterday. I expected that Don and Martin, the contractors working on the new addition to the house, would join us for lunch. I boiled potatoes and eggs to make potato salad and then found cucumber and tomatoes to make a couple of other salads. All this food and then I learned that the workers were not going to join us today.
We played Rummikub with Marjorie in the afternoon and didn’t do much else.
In the evening when we were looking forward to watching TV we ended up reading as we normally do on the boat, because the satellite receiver wasn’t receiving any signal.
Well, although I closed all seven doors before sunset last night, we were dive bombed by mosquitoes all night. Mosquitoes, strange sounds, strange bed and no rocking motion meant that we didn’t sleep very well.
In the morning we had a poor humming bird fly into the house and I thought it was going to injure itself before finding an exit. It kept flying up to the ceiling but finally, it happened on one of the open doors.
Since it was Good Friday, we waited until Marjorie awoke and then had a big breakfast of bacon and pancakes.
Don and Martin joined us for lunch today but they were served leftovers
from yesterday.
We didn’t do a lot during the day as both Rick and I were still quite tired. Before going to bed tonight, Rick sprayed the whole house for mosquitoes.
We both slept much better and awoke to a beautiful sunny day. We were sitting in the living area watching the morning news on TV when a couple of mocking birds came and stood in the doorway asking for breakfast. The one we all call Droopy (it has an injured wing) got impatient and left before Rick put out the peanuts and seeds that are given to them regularly.
Meanwhile the only other birds that come close to the house but seem
smart enough not to fly inside are the Grenada doves.
These
doves are very small compared to ours back home.
The workers arrived and Marjorie awoke about the same time, 9:15AM. Rick left and drove down the mountain in search of tomatoes. He didn’t have to search very far because we could see that the ferry was at dock that brings the weekend vegetables that are sold at the end of the jetty.
I roasted a chicken in the barbecue, made bean salad, coleslaw and a tossed salad for lunch. While Don and Martin finished building the new entranceway and door, we had a little siesta.
We awoke when the hammering and sanding on the new door stopped. The guys were leaving for the day and would not return until Tuesday at the earliest.
We
set up a chair on the grass where I cut Rick’s hair. He rinsed off afterward
with the same hose he used to water the plants.
This was the first day without hammering, sawing and sanding noises and it was extremely enjoyable.
Marjorie slept a lot, Rick watered the plants and I began preparation of vegetables for dinner tomorrow.
Today’s dinner was a snap, I barbecued pork tenderloin and made some salads for dinner.
Droopy arrived and demanded to be fed.
There wasn’t much left to do today to get ready for our Easter dinner. Rick watered the plants and swept. I washed a couple of floors after Rick swept them then peeled potatoes.
We were having a late afternoon meal so about 1 PM I got serious about the food. Lamb with lots of garlic and fresh rosemary from the garden was placed in the barbecue as were the potatoes with onion, garlic and thyme leaving just enough room for a dish of butternut squash with brown sugar and butter. In the kitchen, I put appetizers of caramelized onions with blue cheese in the toaster oven. Prepared a cheese sauce for the cauliflower, and butter sauce for the green beans and carrots. The last thing I had to do was fry a few plantains.
Meanwhile,
our company Fitzroy and Trevor arrived and we watched the video I recently
made about Carriacou. The video is 28 minutes long and oops I forgot all
about the appetizers in the oven. They were a little overdone. Although I
decided not to serve them, Trevor and Fitzroy took a few samples and said
that even though they were well done, they were still tasty. (They are the
perfect dinner guests)
We had a nice afternoon and eventually we were left on our own. It was 6PM and Marjorie asked what was for dinner. I couldn’t believe she was hungry as I watched her eat a big meal a few hours ago.
Anyway, it was a perfect time to use up the chicken salad and egg salad
that I had in the fridge. She enjoyed the salads on her favourite rice
crackers.
I was eaten alive last night and I thought we had the mossies under control. Rick sprayed the house before we came in for the evening but for some reason, a few were missed. These few were the ones that attacked while I slept.
Today was our last day on Hopper’s Hill. Roy and Susan would be sailing back into the bay later this afternoon.
Rick watered the plants, I stripped the bed and washed the sheets and prepared lunch for Don, Martin and the three of us.
Before lunch, Rick took all of our belongings back to the boat so that we wouldn’t have to do it after Susan and Roy arrived home.
In the early afternoon, we received a call from Susan to say that they
had arrived in Hillsborough and were in the process of checking in with
customs and immigration but there were ten boats ahead of them so they would
be a while.
It
was a few hours later when she called again to let us know that they would
sail into the bay within 10 or 15 minutes.
I set her mom up on a chair under the Locust tree with a pair of binoculars and pointed out Bloody Mary as it rounded the corner. Meanwhile Rick drove down to the haulout to pick them up.
Their timing was a little off because if they had come early or later, the plan was to pick up pizzas at the same time. The pizza ovens are turned off between 2PM and 5:30PM so a second trip was made after 5:30 to get pizzas.
Roy drove us down the hill to the haulout well after dark and we returned to our boat, which to us was, coming home. All was well onboard except the refrigerator, which was acting up. It needed a new thermostat but that would wait until tomorrow.
We went right to bed.
Ok, I’ve changed my mind. Living on land wasn’t so bad after all.
I knew that first thing in the morning, we would have to change the thermostat on the refrigerator but I hadn’t planned on moving back into workshop mode so quickly. In fact, for some silly reason I had envisioned that we might swim, sit and read in the cockpit and just have a nice wind down day.
Instead, we were wound up well before breakfast. In order to remove and install a new thermostat, the back bunk had to be emptied to access the refrigeration parts that are stored under the bunk. The cockpit storage locker had to be emptied in order to access the back of refrigeration box. Since Rick had emptied everything, he felt it was also a good time to check and top up the batteries.
We installed the thermostat pretty quickly but it still needed temperature adjustments so although I hadn’t cleaned the interior of the fridge yet, I couldn’t shut it off, it had to shut off automatically so that we could check the temperature.
All of a sudden, I heard hammering in the head. It is 8AM in the morning and we haven’t had breakfast yet. I couldn’t imagine what the next problem could be. Rick had purchased new rubber gasket for the hatches and since he had a spare moment, decided to start that project as well.
“Enough!” I yelled, this is too much for my first day back on the boat, which I had left clean and tidy so that our return would be enjoyable.
I sorted and bagged the laundry for him to take ashore while he was shopping for bread and breakfast, I proceeded to restore the interior to some semblance of order but the cockpit would still remain unusable until the batteries were topped up.
It was a little after lunch when the fridge seemed to be working fine so
I suggested that we take a trip into town for a few groceries and if our
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Our timing was perfect until we hit a funeral procession on our way back in L’Esterre. It slowed us down for a while making it almost 4PM when we arrived back at the boat. We had a couple of things to do at the haul out and yacht club before returning to the boat and relaxing for the rest of the day.
The wind was 15 to 20 knots from the East and this would be about the best we would get to remove our rigging. Tyrrel Bay is very flat in an east wind although at 20 knots Rick would have to secure his safety line well if he didn’t want to become a human kite off the stern of the boat.
With everything ready by 9AM, up he went. Starting at the top of
the mast Rick removed the wind indicator, the navigation lights and the HAM
radio antenna.
Next
the top stays were removed. He was almost finished and with no support for
the top of the mast I watched it bend above the spreaders. He didn’t seem to
mind or to be concerned. In fact he had the camera and took a few pictures
of the bay from up there. The next stays were a little lower and were much
easier to remove.
With the 4 highest stays removed, I declared it lunch time so Rick could come down for a break. After lunch we planned on removing only 2 of the 4 remaining stays which would give us enough to send down to Grenada for replacements. The ferry (Amelia) left before noon today and wouldn’t return to make another trip south before next Monday so we had plenty of time to get the wires into the haulout and make arrangements before then.
The
one thing I have noticed since returning to the boat is that during the last
week, the boobies have disappeared and the laughing gulls have invaded. The
gulls are noisy birds that select the canvas of certain boats to congregate
upon. I’m sure glad they don’t like ours because they make a terrible
mess.
I had nightmares all night about the mast. After discussing it with Rick, it was warranted. We should have removed the sails if we wanted to leave the top of the mast unsupported. When the boat rolls in any swell or waves there is a lot of weight from the two headsails and furlers.
It was 8AM and Rick was up the mast again. This time he replaced one of
the highest stays and used three halyards to provide additional support. I
felt much better once he was finished.
We took the removed halyards into the haulout to be sent down to Grenada on Monday. The new halyards should be sent back up to Carriacou on Wednesday or next Saturday at the latest.
We returned to the boat and I prepared caramelized onion and blue cheese appetizers. At 4PM our friends Denise, Devante and Jeanette arrived for a visit. We had snacks and then watched a couple of our slide shows. Nigel came by and joined us. He had a huge 8 pound lobster which he talked Denise into taking. He also had a large bonita which he took home later to clean for dinner. Since he is a single guy I think he will get many dinners from it.
At about 6:30PM, we all headed ashore. Denise had to take her lobster
home and then they returned to join us at the Lambi Queen.
We didn’t stay late because I was extremely tired after not sleeping well last night. We listened to the remaining pan music while in bed on board the boat.
We awoke after a really good night sleep with no nightmares of masts breaking. Rick is still coughing even though the cold he had is long gone. We went into town to see Dr. Freddy who checked him and then prescribed another antibiotic and decongestant.
We picked up some fresh vegetables and finished our shopping before 10AM. There is a new restaurant in town that is only open for breakfast and dinner. We arrived just in time for breakfast which is served between 8 and 10AM and it was exactly 10AM when we arrived. We were served a very pleasant continental breakfast with excellent coffee (not an island drink). The restaurant is called Lyme and Dine and that is exactly what we did. Eventually, we dragged ourselves and our bags back to the bus stop and Norbert drove us back to Harvey Vale.
A rain cloud arrived just as we climbed into the dinghy. We raced it back to the boat but it looked worse than it was. A true dry season sprinkle of about 10 drops.
We both enjoyed a good afternoon siesta and then went for a swim before sitting in the cockpit and watching the sunset.
It was a gorgeous tropical day. The wind was very light and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. I was anxious to finish scrubbing the topsides of the boat so Rick and I worked together on it. He held the dinghy while I finished scrubbing the first side and I held it for him to clean the other side.
As he was scrubbing away, I noticed a dinghy coming toward us. It was Denis and Arlene (Tiger Lily II). They arrived back in the bay yesterday. We invited them to happy hour onboard Wind-Borne III this evening. They invited us to a birthday party for Denis onboard Tiger Lily II tomorrow night.
When we finished washing the boat, I jumped overboard for a swim and Rick went ashore in the dinghy to buy some diet Coke which is what Denis likes to drink.
It was well after lunchtime when I climbed aboard. We had a quick sandwich, a short siesta and then I began making spaghetti sauce. Although I invited Denis and Arlene for happy hour, I thought I could make up some spaghetti and garlic bread for an easy dinner as well.
When the sunset and happy hour had faded, I set up my slide show for them
to watch as I finished preparing dinner. They chose the Carriacou slide show
to watch and were quite impressed.
It was well after 8PM when we helped them into their dinghy and said goodnight.
It was a very overcast and rainy day so we both relaxed down below and read our books.
Rick eventually got bored and put a new gasket in one of the ports.
In the afternoon, I prepared a salad to take to Denis’s birthday get-together on Tiger Lily II
We were joined by Harm and Lizzy (Horta) and Bob and Kathleen (Wind
Shadow). It was a very enjoyable evening with homemade pizza, salad and
birthday cake.
I can’t believe it, we have another trough in the area which means that this overcast weather will be around for a couple of days. It’s almost like being back in rainy season except that the rain seems to be falling in the morning and overnight leaving at least the afternoons dry.
Rick gave the handrails on deck a light sanding so we can give them a top-up coat of cetol for the season.
We relaxed in the cockpit and read for the rest of the day.
The rain is still with us but we decided to brave the elements and go into town for the morning. As there seemed to be a lull in the rain, we raced ashore in the dinghy only to learn that the rain had finished for the morning. I picked up a few fresh vegetables and bread and we returned to the boat well before the Amelia Ferry arrived hopefully, with our new rigging.
We watched the yard boat pick up supplies when the ferry arrived but didn’t notice anything that looked like rigging. It either came or it didn’t, we would check in the morning.
The weather system had moved on and we now had a clear sky with brisk winds. The bright early morning was interrupted by the phone ringing.
No the rigging wasn’t delivered, in fact, the rigger called to say he didn’t have the two different top fittings to match the existing. He would order them but it would take a couple of weeks. I challenged this and had the haulout call them back and ask if they had ever heard of Fedex. No problem, they would order them through Fedex and they should be in Grenada in time for them to work on them Monday which would mean one more week without rigging.
Oops, another phone call to say that they couldn’t get the identical “T” fitting that is on our fixed running back stays. The rigger was putting a few that are similar on the high speed ferry this afternoon and would like us to see if any of them would work as a replacement.
I asked Tim in the haulout why when he was working on the rig last Monday he didn’t at that time check to make sure he had the material. I can’t repeat his answer without alienating people.
With nothing to do, Rick worked on the one port in the head that needed the new gasket and while finishing up he broke the spring on the hinge of that port and two others. I don’t think jobs are going very well today so we both jumped over for a swim.
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Rick went into Hillsborough to pick up the “T” fitting from the Osprey ferry. As soon as he returned to the boat he went up the mast to check the sizing. It was much too large. This time I called and spoke with the wife of the rigger. The “T” fitting is from France so she would check in Martinique and try to get them there. The other fittings, which I thought were coming by Fedex, were delayed because the manufacturer was out of stock. She said that should be resolved next week.
With nothing else to do, we jumped overboard for another swim. It ended
up a fairly short swim because we were being stung by invisible little jelly
fish hatchlings. They were invisible without a snorkel mask but Rick put his
mask on and sure enough he could see them.
In
fact, they were small enough to get into the watermaker strainer and pass
through to the filters. We had to stop making water for the day.
In the afternoon, Nigel came by and he and I went hustling boat to boat for the Lambi Queen and Friday night pan band.
Rick and I went to the Lambi Queen early so that Barbara, who cooks for Sherwin, could take a few minutes and teach me how to wrap my scarf island style. I took with me a scarf that an Omani lady had given me as a gift during our visit to the Middle East. It is worn very differently in Oman but was perfect for my island wrap as well.
We watched a lovely sunset from the beach and then enjoyed our
Friday night dinner out. This was the last Friday night of lobster season
and Sherwin had Barbara steam a lobster for me that his dad caught just
hours earlier. It was the perfect lobster to end the season.
Since we don’t have the SSB antenna connected on the mast right now (it’s down with the rigging), we haven’t been listening to Eric give the weather forecast from Trinidad at 6:30AM each day. I guess because of this, I have been sleeping much later in the morning. Today, when I finally got up 7:30AM, Rick had half finished the pot of coffee.
This was a scrub the deck day. I took starboard side and Rick took port and we worked our way back from the bow to the cockpit.
After a nice lunch and short siesta, it was swim time. Today’s swim lasted much longer. All the little hatchlings were gone. The water was beautiful and clear, in fact so clear that when Rick dove into the water in search of the stem ball cup we lost while de-rigging and found. It was sitting 15 feet down and quite accessible. Since we ordered a new one, we now have a spare.
I slept late again but since it was Sunday, I didn’t have to worry about
what to make for breakfast. Rick had everything under control. My coffee was
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After breakfast, we went ashore to scrub the dinghy. We met Rolland and Kathleen (My Lady Kathleen) and Alana (Witches Song) on the beach. We stood in the shade of the Manchineel Tree talking for a while then I suggested that we get the outboard off the dinghy and pull it further on shore while we had help. After that, Rick began the job of scrubbing while I went into the water with Rolland and Kathleen and Alana went in search of chicken for dinner.
Rick was reasonably fast at cleaning the bottom of the dinghy but since we arrived late, the shade was quickly disappearing. Finally, when he was done, we turned the dinghy over, reattached the outboard motor and Rick was able to jump in for a swim and cool off.
Back at the boat, he floated around in the dinghy for a while, washing the inside.
We sat in the cockpit while dinner simmered below on the stove. It was a lovely evening with very few boats arriving in the bay.
I called the gas station in the morning to check if our propane tank had returned from Grenada. It had, so Rick went into town to pick it up while I prepared updates for the web site which is way behind.
When he returned to the boat with the tank and a few other items I was so excited and impressed to see that he had found mangos. My being impressed only lasted a few minutes because when I mentioned that he had purchased Julie Mangos he proceeded to tell me that there were also some of the big round mangos in town that he didn’t buy. The big round ones are Ceylon Mangos, my very favourite. It’s amazing how the poor guy did so well at finding Mangos and yet blew-it at the same time.
The wind was very strong so although Rick was anxious to get back to cetoling more teak, the deck was too exposed to the wind and we would end up with splatters of cetol everywhere.
Instead we relaxed and read for the rest of the day. In the afternoon, I heard Step III on the radio and when I called them, found that they were on their way into the bay. We promised to get together tomorrow.
In the evening, Rick and I had a nice dinner in the cockpit.
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Remembering that Peter (Step III) likes to visit early in the morning I made it a point to get dressed (bathing suit) as soon as I awoke. Sure enough, we had just finished breakfast when we heard his dinghy approaching. We invited him aboard and caught up with their adventures this season, which included, losing his anchor and having an engine fire onboard all within the same hour.
Our passages to and from the mangroves seemed pretty dull after hearing about his.
In the afternoon, Rick began taping in preparation of cetoling. It was still too windy to do any more than that.
I started working on another slide show. This one is for Rick and me, rather than our friends on the island who all have or want a copy of my last one.
In the evening, Nancy June and Peter invited us for Sundowners onboard Step III. It was an enjoyable evening and a perfect sunset topped it off.
We led a group of cruisers on a stroll to Off the Hook beach bar on Paradise Beach. The plan was to spend a while on the beach and have lunch at the bar. Since there were going to be at least eight of us and maybe twelve I thought I better call Curtis and forewarn him that his bar was about to be invaded. I didn’t have his phone number so had to call Sherwin who I knew would have it.
I also called the rigger to check the status of our rigging. The FedEx
packages were arriving today and if they could do the work tomorrow
(Thursday) we would have everything on the Saturday ferry. If they can’t
complete the work tomorrow, Friday is a holiday (Labour Day) so we would
have the option of receiving the rigging on the Osprey (which operates
everyday into Hillsborough) or wait for the Amelia on Wednesday (into
Harvey Vale). I chose the Amelia so we may have to wait a little longer.
Everyone pulled their dinghy ashore at the Lambi Queen as the spring tides have caused the water level in the bay, to be so low that the outboard motors are hitting bottom by the main jetty.
We had a wonderful morning at Off the Hook. Curtis was well prepared for lunch and even had extra help. I lent him a copy of the slide show to watch and he loved it. Of course, another copy is required so he can show it in the evening on his drive in bar screen.
We walked along Paradise beach to the Hardwood Bar and the women went for a swim while the guys sat in the shade and had Miss Joy serve them beer./p>
It was a nice walk back to Harvey Vale where we notice the mangos were ripening and getting heavy in the trees.
We said our goodbyes to everyone as they returned to their boats. Rick and I remained at Lambi Queen for a while and I played local dominos with Cigarette (Edwin) and Roney.
It was another beautiful day. We received a phone call to say that our rigging would be on the Saturday ferry from Grenada.
We went for a nice swim and decided that we would take the copy of the slide show to Curtis at dinnertime so that we could eat at Off the hook and watch the video on the big screen.
Dinner was wonderful. We had Blue Marlin with homemade potato wedgies and a great tossed salad.
The big screen which is like a drive-in movie screen on the beach where you sit at the bar and watch the show, was not quite large enough for the slide show. The pictures were overflowing onto the sand. It was still fun and everyone liked the music.
We walked from Paradise beach back to the jetty in Harvey Vale being greeted by everyone who was sitting outside for the evening.
