Besides a big steady cruise ship, I've never spent this much time on a boat. I tend to appreciate the stability of ground but the views from a boat are very special. Looking west this morning, I see nothing but vast ocean and if I headed out that way I'd probably end up in Central America about 2,000 miles away.
In the morning, we charted our path to Mayreau, pulled off the sail cover, hoisted the mainsail (only in to the wind of course) and tacked our way northeast to Salt Whistle Bay on the island of Mayreau. Here we practiced tying up to a mooring ball (a lot easier than dropping the anchor) and swam ashore to walk along the most beautiful stretch of quiet pristine beach. We joined up with Ed to trek back to the beach over this rocky road (we ended up wearing our fins to walk in which would have made for a funny photo!). At the beach, we cracked open a cold Hairoun beer, the local beverage. Adam soon found us on his walk back from town with a dozen eggs and fresh bread in hand. We swam back, showered and fired up the BBQ for Adam's burgers and Ed, Mark and I's specialty salad of beans, corn, mango, cheese, cucumbers and Mark's fabulous homemade dressing (complete with mango). It's amazing how good these on-boat meals can be, especially when you work up an appetite sailing and swimming in the sun!
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| Charting our course |
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| Salt Whistle Bay, Mayreau |
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| Paying our mooring fee |
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| Gourmet dinner! Complete with Ed's wine from Bequia |
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