A Year… Wow.. Where did the time go????

Its been over a year since we wrote a post… and for good reason…. Where do I begin?

We went home to Canada in January ( yes January), I know…we were crazy! But we had things to take care of , and we kept getting signs that it was time to go home, and sometimes you just have to follow the signs.
So we arrived in Vancouver to our friend Derrick and Mels on a cold Jan 4 night, with our flip flops still on, and quickly adorned a toque.

It took us literally MONTHS at home to finally warm up and not be shivering and cold ALL the time. Blankets on the couch, wool socks on, fireplace cranked up. We finally understood that blood actually does get thinner when you spend an amount of time in the tropics.

We literally went from bikinis and flip flops to THIS in 30 short hours.

Life went on in BC, and we finally asked ourselves what we were doing there. All we wanted to do was get back to a boat and float around, be sailors, and we longed for the freedom and ease (I say this word cautiously) that cruising life holds. It’s a different life, cruising. “Life on the wheel” as we call it- at home in “normal” society is hard.
Its expensive.
Its busy.
We found ourselves too busy to enjoy things, and hardly time to enjoy our family and friends. Why? We began to ask ourselves why we were there.

While we were home, we “acquired” our sons dog, whom we renamed “Mizzen” . Shes a beautiful Mini Australian Shepard.

Kris brought her to us in Pender Harbor while we had a weekend on a boat we were looking after. Mizzens first day on the boat was in a race with wind 20-25 knots. She did great! She began to love her adventures at the marina, and we continued taking her sailing for the remainder of the summer, on Wednesday night races and off day sails. She was very comfortable on the boat and loved the adventures.

October came around and we received an offer on the house. We accepted and off we went into our massive downsizing and reformatting of our life. What to keep, what to discard, what to send…. To…. Wherever it was we would go… still undecided. We knew it would be to a boat somewhere though.

Do you have an idea how much stuff people keep..??? I am not a packrat… I tend to discard things every few years… but MAN…. We had A LOT of stuff. STUFF. Why? When you live on a boat for a year.. you realize what little stuff you actually need. And its not a lot. We had more STUFF than I had imagined… and it too a few garage sales and many trips to the GoodWill to get rid of things that we just didn’t NEED anymore.

In November, we found Mischief, a Moody 42 in Panama, coincidently, at the same marina we left from in January earlier in the year.

Was this to be our new home?

We had our friends preview it for us before flying down and checking it ourselves. We decided that we would head back to Panama and re-start our adventure from there. If anyone who knows me.. knows how full circle this is…. You would be laughing out loud right now.

At the end of November, we said goodbye to our beautiful home in Parksville BC, and walked out the door for the last time. It was a difficult time, and we were lucky to have the support of our best friends that day. We had put a lot of time, energy and money into that home, rebuilding it virtually from the ground up.

It was a lovely home in Parksville, but new adventures await.

But it was time to move to new adventures, so we looked back one more time,… and drove off.

Our new life would be on a 42 foot yacht in the warm waters of Panama.

Monohull? We Transit the Canal as Crew

Well, its been a long time since we maneuvered in a monohull, and we casually offered our expertise to a fellow cruiser during a grocery run one day to help him with a Panama Canal Transit from Colon to Panama City. Besides the fact that we would do anything to get out of the marina for a day, Transiting the Canal is like a rite of passage for most Sailors.

John is on a solo circumnavigation on a Hylas 54 named ¾ Time. Its named after a Jimmy Buffet song, if your not familiar.

We recruited our friends Steph and Stu, and off we went for our overnight adventure to the “other side”.

Steph and Stewart of Matador

It’s a two day episode, crossing the canal in a sailboat. They give you a distinct passage-time, which,… of course, is adhered to strictly… strictly in Caribbean time of course. We motored around “the Flats” area of the canal zone waiting for the Pilot. This is when we found out there was no Beer on board!
NO BEER !!!

Darrens a happy guy, on a boat… and this is when Stewart realized there was no beer.

Our Pilot finally arrive at about 5:30 pm, when his proposed boarding time to our vessel was 3pm. All boats must have a designated “pilot” aboard who is arranged by the Panama Canal Harbor Authority. We actually had two,.. one for the evening passage, and one for the second day.

Our First Pilot giving Instruction to the Skipper
Night in the Canal.

We made it thru the first set of locks in the dark, all by ourselves, as opposed to being tied to another vessel. The Gatun Locks ( on the Caribbean side of the Canal) consist of three locks taking you from the Ocean into Lake Gatun.Once you have entered into the lock, the gates shut and water starts to fill (or empty depending on your direction) taking you the the height of the next lock. In multiple stages, you move your boat higher and higher ( or lower and lower) until the final lock where you will be at the level of the lake ( or sea).

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Gatun Locks

Once there you spend the night on a mooring where the first pilot gets off and the next one joins you the next morning. We finally got time to eat dinner… Fried chicken tonight!
Beer..??? Not so lucky.

Most people believe that when going from the Caribbean to the Pacific Oceans, you travel from East to West, but in actuality, it’s a North to South voyage with a slightly easterly direction as seen in the image below.

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Morning came and our Pilot arrival time was 0730 and he was promptly on time again… Caribbean time, that is, at 1030. And off we motored thru the jungle lake toward the Pacific, all the while searching for Crocs.

Detaching from the mooring in the morning.
Searching for Crocs

Lunch on board was fried Chicken,.. or pizza, and soda… or water. Nothing gourmet of course, as it is a “guy” boat having just John the owner on board and his friend who was to help him get to their first stop, Hawaii.
Did I mention beer..??? probably not…

Skipper John and his friend

We carried on, motoring thru the canal, at about 6 – 7 knots, passing the prison which hosts Manuel Noriega News Article on Noriega being released from Jail

The Prison which houses Manuel Noriega

Snacks onboard was fried chicken. Or Pizza.
Without Beer.

You might be noticing a pattern.

Reaching Pedro Miguel Locks was like a turning point. For one, you can SEE the Pacific Ocean, and you realize you are almost there. As well, there seems to be a lot more boat traffic.

Much traffic on the Canal
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Freighter traffic

Thru the Pedro Miguel Locks and the Miraflores locks, we were assigned to hook up to a charter cruise passanger boat. We were so relieved, for one, we don’t have to worry about lines up to the canal walls, and second,… THEY HAD BEER!

We were the entertainment for the boat that had the beer! The were sure curious about us.

Stewart was happy again, and he promptly purchased some from the concession. Life WOULD go on.

With Beer in hand. Smiles all around.

We were followed thru the Miraflores locks by a car carrier who made us seem almost miniscule in comparison to their enormity. Watching them bear down on you into the small space of the locks is quite a sight.

Pedro Miguel Locks

Looking South towards the Pacific.

When the doors open at Miraflores locks for the final time, a cheer was given all around as the Pacific water surrounded us. We celebrated with our purchased beer!

Canal Locks Doors are massive sized

We motored over to the Balboa Yacht Club, where ¾ Time would stay for a few days before heading towards Mexico and Hawaii on their circumnavigation.

John Being Happy to be in the Pacific

Our Pilot got off just before we moored down at the club and we headed up to the Club for a Beer!

Canal Pilot

Our Taxi Rogelio was there waiting for us shortly after our arrival, and we finished our beer and headed off with him again, back to our “homes” at Shelter Bay, but not without a stop at the Tienda….. for…

you guessed it…. beer….

A New Chapter- FMD Leaves Colombia

In the last few weeks, since Colin went home to Australia, we have learned that his health will not improve enough for him to join FMD’s adventure back to Australia, and that this ship must get back there without him. That leaves us in a strange situation, as we joined Colin on FMD to be additional crew. Now we are here to take care of her, while getting her into the Pacific Ocean to continue her journey Westward.

After being in Colombia for over a month and a half, we decided to make our departure to Panama.
It would be a different adventure for us now, not having Colin onboard his boat, and with mixed emotions, we set out to take care of FMD as best we can. Darren and I are both pretty experienced on the water, but it’s a different feeling when you are not on YOUR OWN boat, but looking after someone else’s investment. As much as we feel she is a part of us, it’s big responsibility. Being on a different time zone than Colin, with him being in Australia, makes communication difficult at times as we also like to keep him informed and still get his feelings

A few weeks back, Jim and Blieu, from Missouri, asked if they could join Darren and I back onboard FMD so they could try out cruising for a longer term, to see if it works for them. So joining us in Cartagena, they immediately got work with us fixing the generator. The raw water intake manifold and exhaust manifold had seen their time in the salt water, and were in desperate need of repair.

So after getting the name of a machine shop from another cruiser, we headed out to get the parts made. Victor said he could do it and to return in a hour! We completely expected a next day turn around, but were amazed that in one hour, the new parts in fresh shiny stainless steel were built!

Besides a few other minor jobs, provisioning, and general maintenance for a passage, and accepting our Zarpe ( exit papers) from our Agent, David, we were set to go. Headed out on flat sea with calm winds we headed back to Cholon to clean the bottom and relax for a few days before setting out for Panama.
It was a bit different in Cholon this time, the beach bars were not full, the boats were not zipping in and around the bay, and the music was not loud and obnoxious all day long. It was peaceful and quiet, and a welcome treat after the exhaustion of Cartagena.

After Three days, we left looking for a weather window with some wind, yet not too much. It was a Friday when we left. I’ve NEVER left anywhere on a Friday before as there is an old superstition about leaving on a passage on a Friday, but the weather was right, on the forecast anyways. Actually, there was not enough wind to sail. We have 8 knots of wind for most of the 36 hour passage and it was from directly where we wanted to go. We managed to sail for 2 of the 36 hours with the parasail up.

ParaSail UP!

The morning treated us with a SailFish Catch… it would be fresh fish for dinner tonight!!

Sailfish!!!
Sailfish!!!

Arriving before dark, we made our way thru the reefs and took our first anchorage at the deserted Isla Mono in Eastern San Blas. It was a welcome feeling arriving in Panama, with its palm lined beaches, beautiful water and beautiful seascapes.

FMD at anchor in San Blas
FMD at anchor in San Blas

The every palm tree and its coconuts in San Blas are owned by the Gunas, or often spelled Kuna by North Americans and picking of them, even if they are laying on the beach is not allowed. Gunas make their money by the trading of coconuts, lobster and Molas.

Blieu checking out the coconut.
Blieu checking out the coconut.

San Blas or Guna Yala, as they Indiginous people prefer it to be called, is a different world in its own right. Guna people govern these low lying islands.
The Gunas shunned being filmed or photographed, although they would make worthwhile subjects, with their colorful molas, glass beads around arms and legs, black face paint and gold nose rings, earrings and breast plates, the women must be asked and often paid to have their picture taken.
Children and men are always happy to have their pictures taken, however.

Ignacio in Kuna Yala

The Gunas live in villages that are very well cared for, with many stick houses topped with palm leave roofs line the dirt “roads”. Every village has at least three Sailas, or chiefs, of which one is the superior. It is a Matriarchal society where the woman is held in high esteem, and many dress in very traditional dress, sitting in the doorways making Molas.
See Wikipedia on Mola Art

Guna home in San Ignacio
Guna home in San Ignacio

Men spend their day in their dugout canoe, paddling over to the mainland where they tend their trees, Coconut palms, banana, or pineapples, or they fish with traps. At about 2 in the afternoon they make their way back to the village and the remainder of the day is spent with the family.
Banana trees, which Jim stalked for weeks.

They were very happy to sell us lobsters one day. We had a bucketful of lobster and large shrimp ( langostas and lagostinos) which cost us $10 plus three beer. And made a fantastic dinner!

Lobster bucket

DinnerTime On FMD in San Blas
DinnerTime On FMD in San Blas

We needed to make our way to Portobelo to do our arrival and check into the country and so we headed westward, to return to these beautiful islands and lovely people in a week.

Sailing from Jamaica- Departure From Our Favourite Island Paradise.

Did we mention that we LOVE Jamaica? Well we do. Of the many places we have been, Jamaica is one of our favorites. It’s the food, the people, the climate, the beaches, the diving, the water, and the ambience that make Jamaica a ONE LOVE country.

We will be sad to depart, but after a few restful days in a resort, air conditioning, food, rest, a ton of diving and meeting new friends, we must bid adieu to our favorite of the Caribbean Islands.
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Montego Bay is where Pam left to go back to Australia. We will miss her cheery smile on board, but as sailors, you must do what works for you. Not everyone is a passagemaker and we have some rough passages ahead.
Pam's Departure

Some new crew flew down from Missouri to join us for the 500+ nm passage to Colombia. Jim and Blieu are in the research mode of cruising and trying to decide what kind of boat is going to work for them. So crewing on many different boats is giving them the opportunity to check out their options. Given their sense of humour and attitude towards life, we feel they will be a great addition for the next few weeks.
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Negril gave us the chance to get back on board, enjoy the clear water and walk the 7 mile beach. We grabbed a bit of fresh fruit and veggies with the Jamaican dollars we had left, and headed out to sea for our 500+ nm passage. We were expecting 3-4 meter seas with 15-20 knots of wind from the East.
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Note to self: Don’t head to sea after spending a week on land. It was a bumpy first few days, due to a tropical wave that had stirred the seas up a bit and a lot of thunderstorm activity.
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We all were a bit queasy for the first few days, but on day 4 the seas flattened and winds dropped as we expected.
Sunset in the Caribbean Sea

We motored into Cartagena, Columbia just after sunset with 68 hours at sea and just over 500 miles behind us, and we immediately impressed with the skyline of skyscrapers lit up in the night sky. I don’t know what we were expecting, but after 4 months in the Caribbean, the CITY was a welcome sight!

Cartagena, our night arrival

We will settle here in Columbia for the next month or so, and do what cruisers do best- enjoy the country, get some work done, and meet new people.

Boca Grande in Cartagena

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Jamaica- Our favourite Island of All

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After an overnight power boat ride into the waves and wind, we finally put the sails up at 0600 and began sailing with a feeling of relief. Of course, as a sailboat you don’t always go directly to where you want to go… but we got there eventually when the wind shifted. We pulled into Port Antonio, JA at 1700 hrs, after a 110 mile passage with the towering 7000 foot Blue Mountains as a backdrop.
Arriving here feels like home.

We were immediately greeted by friendly Quarantine, Immigration and Customs officers who informed us that it was only 1600 hours as there is daylight savings time here. Bonus hour! After a lengthy yet pleasant paperwork session, we were given the key to the marina with its wonderful showers, pool and bar for a fee on the mooring ball of on $32/day.

Port Antonio was exactly how it was described to us; a bit rough around the edges, but a pleasant village full of friendly people. Our first questions to the locals were; where is the best Jamaican patties place and who makes the best jerk Chicken. Friday and Saturday are market days in Port Antonio, and the market was in full hustle when we went in for some provisioning. You can buy anything from shoes to ganga at the market. While they do take “no thank you” for an answer, they will try and sell you whatever they think you might need.

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Port Antonio in the Parish of Portland, JA is the richest of all the parishes. Its high mountains drop heavy rain on the area daily, making it lush and tropical. The farms supply produce to the entire island. Market day in Port Antonio is visited by people from towns near and far for their terrific produce. Among other veggies, we picked up a bottle of Jamaican Jerk sauce from Norma.

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Just off the marina is Navy Island. Once owned by Actor Eroll Flynn, there is an old hotel there that was closed in 2002. It has started being taken back by the forest as you can see, but was apparently quite the private resort in its day.

Navy Island Hotel
Navy Island Hotel

The old Eroll Flynn Hotel

After a weekend stop in Port, we headed west 30 miles to Oracabessa. Now this is a lovely little stop. We anchored in the basin made for a marina type development, behind a lovely breakwater owned by Golden Eye private resort that used to be owned by Ian Fleming. Its on the edge of town with a lovely park and well kept grounds. A walk thru the exquisite resort, with permission granted by security, we enjoyed the feel of the tranquility of this place. For a gentle fee of $800-$1000 per night, you too can stay in one of their private villas, or the grand 5 bedroom Ian Fleming house at only $9000/night. We stayed on the boat, but had a coffee at the bar.

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Golden Eye Resort Cabins

Ocho Rios was our next stop. Known as Ochi by the locals, it is a huge tourist town. In the two days we spent there, only two cruise ships were in, and I guess we were lucky. We anchored off the beach in 12 feet of water with a terrific view of the dolphin pen. We had our own show daily! We did the tourist thing and visited margaritaville, as well as the famous Dunns River Falls.

Everyone goes to Margaritaville at some point.. right???

In the many trips Darren and I have had to Jamaica, we have not stopped at Dunns. We were pleasantly surprised at the major tourist attraction that draws thousands of people daily. Our arrival there at 9 am beat the cruise ship people who only docked at 10, so by the time that we finished our climb and were enjoying a Blue Mountain Coffee, they were only arriving. Perfect timing.

We stayed in Ochi for an extra day and enjoyed some R&R in the lovely calm bay after our strenuous climb.
Beer Chair In Ocho

Jamaicas north shore is lined with resorts all the way from Ochi to MoBay. Our trip along the coast at the 20 meter line allowed us to guess at some of the names of the huge facilities. Sandals, Secrets, Beaches, Breezes, Riu’s and Hiltons bring thousands of people here daily on the jumbo jets landing at Montego Bay.

We have anchored down in the anchorage at the MoBay Yacht club just on the West side of town, and for a fee of $10 / per day we have internet access, pool and shower facilities, and a dinghy dock in a peaceful anchorage.

MoBay yacht club from the water

We will all take a few days off the boat here and enjoy the facilities at some of the big resorts, bathe on the white sand beaches, enjoy the endless air conditioning, eat at the all inclusive buffets, and act like a tourist for a few days.

See you in Negril!

Cuba

Our first day in Santiago was a day of exploring. Find out the lay of the land and meeting people who could help us with any information. We met Dirk and Mariolaine on “Roxy” from Belgium, who Colin had met on his Atlantic crossing last year. They were very much fun, nice to visit with, and we made friends quickly.

Streets of Santiago
Streets of Santiago

We headed into Santiago with Dirk and Mari, in a lovely old Studabaker to find the wifi at Hotel Casa Grande, ($3 per hour) . After a stop at the bank to get some money, we took a wander for some lunch. Cuba uses two currencies. The CUC ( Convertible Unionized Currency) and the Cuban peso. One CUC is equal to about a US$ and if you divide one CUC by 24 you will get one peso. It’s a little confusing at first, but its easily figured out. We found delightful local place for lunch where we had a lobster, rice and salad for $6 CUC.

$6 Lobster lunch
$6 Lobster lunch

Santiago de Cuba is a delightful old Colonial style city. Not as touristy as Havana was the many years ago when Darren and I were there. The architecture is beautiful and the streets are typically Cuban.

Santiago Church
Santiago Church

Later in the day after returning to the marina, we met two local lads, Pashito and Leo. They were very helpful and were there to help you with anything you wanted to know. Of course, if they could make some money out of it, then it was a bonus for them. They arranged for us to head to a Cabaret San Pedro the next night, which would be the eve of Kelly’s birthday. It was a fantastic evening, and of course Pashito and Leo came with us, for the cost of their beer. Eric was our taxi driver that night in his large 1951 Chevy with a Mitsubishi engine.

51 Chevy

The music was fantastic, the dancing amazing, and the company was excellent. Cubans know how to dance!

Dancing with Leo and Pashto

The next day, being Kelly’s birthday, Pashito invited us, and other cruisers for dinner at the house next door. It was excellent food of a Pork roast, salad, rice. We brought the beer and wine and enjoyed a lovely time with 8 other cruisers and the local family.

Dinner at pasties friends home
Dinner at pasties friends home

Monday we again jumped in Erics 1951 Chevy and visited to delightfully famous Senuatario El Cobre. Its has been a seminary since 1605, and a lovely place to visit. The Church has been visited by the Pope and many famous religious figures. As is the custom, we bought some candles and lit them in prayer and thoughts of our departed loved ones.

Senautario El Cobre
Senautario El Cobre

We made a deal with Pashito and Leo for them to supply us with some Rum. I think we did fairly well after a bit of haggling over price and quality… and ended up with 15 Litres of something between 8 and 12 year rum LOL? for $80CUC

Cuban Rum
Cuban Rum

Our adventure the next day was to visit the “Castillo de Moro” on the point of the entrance to Santiago. We took the marinas boat over to Isla Granma for a lunch, where Leo joined us. His uncle plays in the little band that entertains at one of the three restaurants on the island of 1050 people. Lunch was shrimps today at an outrageous price of $12CUC, which to us, seemed expensive, since having $6 lobster in Town, but the band was good.

We then took a local 50 year old boat with a single cylinder inboard engine for 5CUC for 6 of us over to the dock closest to the Castle for a walk. This boat was in the boys family for 50 years, inherited from his grandfather. Fuel tank was a pop bottle, and stopping the one cylinder engine required lifting the wire off the spark plug, right beside the gas bottle. OMG!

Castle de Moro was built by Spain in 1616-1623 and was used up to the end of the Spanish civil War in the late 1890’s. its beautifully constructed on the edge of a cliff overlooking the Caribbean Sea.

Castillo de Moro
Castillo de Moro

This has been Darrens favourite Fort as of yet in the Caribbean

Being our last day in Cuba, we headed back to Santiago, to get some veggies and last bit of internet. Our driver of the day, in a heavily modified Old ford with a Russian diesel Tractor engine in it, took up to Santiago an back for his delightful sum of $20CUC. He stopped at the vegetable market for us on the way in, and the beer store on the way back. We provisioned with a bag full of potatoes, tomatoes, cucumbers, and onions for a hefty $3CUC. With the equivalent amount of produce of what could have cost $40 at home, we were delighted. Beer was $1 a can, and we spent the remainder of our Cuban CUC’s on 5 flats of Bucanero and Cristal beer, priorities are priorities.

Customs and immigration came to the boat and looked thru the cupboards in a routine check, I guess looking for stowaway passengers or…??? They didn’t look under the floorboards… Only just as a customary inspection. After their “good look around” they left us to depart Cuba for our overnight passage to Jamaica.

Passage weather
Passage weather

Next Post Jamaica!

BVI to Puerto Rico

Our time in The Virgin Islands finally came to an end and we must bid adieu to a lovely country and its colorful waters and sea life.

With two additional crew onboard for the 300+ nm passage to Turks and Caicos, we left sunny BVI with light winds and full sails. Next stop would be Culebra, Puerto Rico for an overnight in the little village. It was a short sail around the reef fringed entrance, but we managed to sail “wing on wing” right into the narrow marked channel of Culebra Island. The beautiful colors of the reefs told us of the dangers and we drifted nicely to an anchor position off the town docks.

Culebra is a cute little village that attracts many tourists from Puerto Rico to its charming beaches and quaint shops. There is a large research University which hold the majority of its industry besides tourists.
Our stay only left us there a night before heading West to Fajardo to do our provisioning and necessities.

Fajardo is a busier city with a thriving Puerto Rican community and many American Ex-pats. You know you have entered America when you drive down the streets here. McDonalds, WalMart and Sizzler abound. Yes We are in America.

We got brave, having been here before, and we decided to commonly rent a van and do some exploring up to El Yonque National Forest. Abound with vegetation, tropical birds, tree frogs and of course Tourists, its was a lovely way to spend a half a day and see what the county looked like before civilization took over.

On the way back to Fajardo we stopped with the locals at the Kiosko’s along the highway and had some lunch and beers. Some of the best Ceviche Darren and I have ever had was there that day!!!

While in Fajardo, and one of the reasons we went there at all was to meet with one of our ISPA Instructors/ Friends Michael and Margarita, on their boat Bebe at Isleta. caribbeansailingsolutions

Michael had taken Colin for some tests earlier in the day, Thank you Michael, and Margarita stayed back and obviously cooked us some typical Puerto Rican food to enjoy later that day. It was very much enjoyed by all of us!

The forecast was good for the next week so our plans remained to head out in the morning for our offshore passage to Turks and Caicos, 380 miles to the North West.

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Virgin Islands and a Crew Visit!

Well the wind blew in BVI, and it blew, and it blew. We sailed, and anchored and sailed. We enjoyed a Noisy night anchored in The Bight at Norman Island just behind the famous floating bar, WillyT’s. Its known for jumping off the back in various degrees of clothing, and as they say, it is optional, very strong drinks, and loud music. We got little sleep, and the wind blew thru the night.

Willy T's

The next morning we headed in a counter clockwise direction in the lower Virgin Islands, stopping at Cooper Island and visiting the dive site of Wreck Alley. Cooper Island is a great little Eco Resort with a wonderful beach and a great Happy Hour! And they have WiFi! So we did take advantage of all three! Sunsets are fabulous from Cooper Island Resort.

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We had a fabulous snorkel around the pinnacle, where again, Colin almost Killed Darren on an epic snorkel. We saw big Baracudas feeding on the coral heads, turtles, many fish and more towels hats and bathing suits sitting on the bottom than you could imagine. BowerBird Colin put on his dive gear and collected the treasures. Loot: 4 beach towels, but no gold.

We had a few more nights anchorage, before heading to West End, known as Sopers Hole, and its colourful village theme. Colin and Pam had to make a day trip to St Thomas to get clearance for FMD to enter and land into US waters.
Murphy’s Law must rule that its always 1 am or 2 am when squalls appear, and we encountered near Hurricane conditions gusting thru the gap at Soper’s Hole that night. We were on anchor watch for a good hour before winds eased and we felt comfortable to go back to sleep. Such is the life of a sailor. We know we have a good anchor and ground tackle though!

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Its been great weather for the past week in Virgin Islands, hot, windy and dry with the odd squall going thru to clean the decks. We enjoyed the day of cloud and rain while we waited for Wayne and Lorraine to join the boat for a holiday visit.

Crew Arrival in the rain

With a new crew aboard, we enjoyed our favorite spots in Virgin Islands again; Norman Island, Cooper Island Resort, Bitter End, Cane Garden Bay and finally Jost Van Dyke. The new crew enjoyed a fabulous hike around The orchid Trail on Virgin Gorda’s East side, where they had fantastic viewpoints, wild Iguanas, and of course wild Orchids.

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We Had our last day in BVI at Jost Van Dyke, with of course a quick stop at Foxy’s. Although we had a great lunch at a different restaurant down the sandy road, Foxy had a song for us Vancouver Islanders anyways.

Foxy

We will be checking out of the country today on our passage West then North, next stop Puerto Rico.