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Salty Sea Dogs in Saline Bay
Bumpy Ride from Chatham 6th February 2018 The trip from Union Island to Mayreau was short but vicious. Again, the wind and swell came from straight ahead, which made the journey frustratingly bumpy. Our goal this time was to reach Saline Bay on the south west of the...
Party Time in Chatham Bay
Bollhead On arrival at any new anchorage, we stalk the seabed for patches of sand on which to drop the anchor. Chatham Bay was no exception. We hunted around the bay until we found a spot near to the front of the other boats, about 100 metres out from the beach and...
Reunion at Union Island
Carriacou to Union Island On 31st January we unhooked ourselves from Tyrell Bay and slogged our way to Union Island. Contrary to the weather forecast, the wind was fierce and directly ahead of us. The resultant sea state made for another bumpy trip between the...
Naked Grenada
Shocker in Sandy Island You’d think a clear statement from the Grenadian authorities that nudism is frowned upon, would give a hint to the most ardent knuckle dragger that it isn’t prudent to get your willy out in public. But there, on a mooring ball outside Sandy...
Spicy Grenada
Sailing to the Spice Island Slipping our lines from our mooring at Sandy Island on a breezy Tuesday morning, we motored clear of the other boats, let half our sail out, and pointed Lady Jane towards Grenada. At a distance of 33 nautical miles, this was our longest...
Carriacou
Tyrell Bay You can't say all the Caribbean is the same; there's a subtle difference between all the islands and it's not just the geography. Although Carriacou is but a stone's throw away from Union Island, it couldn't be more different. In stark contrast to Clifton...
Near disaster on Union Island
After a brief lunchtime stop at the very beautiful Palm Island, we entered the chaos of Clifton on Union Island so that we could clear out St Vincent and the Grenadines. Newlands Reef is the only feature keeping the sea reasonably flat in Clifton Harbour, but it...
Robert Righteous and De Youths
We spent the early afternoon of our last day in Salt Whistle Bay with our French friends, celebrating Philippe’s 40th birthday with rum punch and lunch on the beach. Even though it was his birthday, he’d slaved away at the cooker in the morning to produce food to...
Salt Whistle Bay – Mayreau
Salt Whistle Bay is an oasis of calm compared with the exposed waters of Tobago Cays. The sea is flat, the winds are light, and the swell isn’t too bad either. It’s possible to land the dinghy without getting your knickers wet, and the beach is a beautifully...
All Frenchmen Smoke Pipes
“There’s a guy over there talking about Lady Jane. And he is smoking a pipe, just like Thierry off Lys de Mer. I wonder if all Frenchman smoke pipes?” Maria was asking me this as I lay on the beach with my eyes closed. In the background I could hear another voice, one...
Bequia Tour
On our last day in Bequia, we thought it a good idea to see more of the island with our likeminded friends, Gerrit and Pascale, who picked us up in their dinghy to take us ashore. With a deal struck with a driver for a two hour tour, off we went sat on the bench seats...
New Years Day at the beach
There are a couple of beaches in the bay, Princess Margaret’s and Lower Bay. The first of these, as lovely as it is, was packed so full of people it looked like a seal colony. So, we carried on in the dinghy to lower bay, finding an empty plot of sand beneath a row of...
Happy Old Year’s Night from Admiralty Bay
Christmas Day In Bequia We spent Christmas Day in a greater state of idleness than the day before. Of course, this was only to preserve energy for the walk to the Bequia Beach Hotel with the JaJaPamis and the crew of Moya at later that evening for dinner. As planned,...
Rock and Roll Christmas in Bequia
After our three nights were up in Mustique - and with mild hangovers from there Basil Bar ‘Jump Up’ the night before - we detached ourselves from the mooring ball and headed off to Bequia (pronounced Bekway) just 7 miles north. With a brisk wind and just the mainsail...
Mustique
The home of the rich and famous and - for the next three days - Allen and Maria Wadsworth. After a breezy sail from Barbados, we are now tied to a mooring buoy (200 EC Dollars for three nights) in the clear waters near Basil’s Bar in Britania Bay. The sea is even...
Swimming with Turtles in Carlisle Bay
Carlisle Bay On Saturday we moved out of the Careenage to anchor in Carlisle Bay, tethered to the seabed in the company of another thirty or so boats. The water here is a stunning translucent aquamarine. It’s so clear at times that we can see our anchor buried in the...
Bridgetown
Careenage After clearing in, things accelerated faster than a whippet out the trap and we managed to get into the Careenage just before the lifting bridge was lowered. Inside the Careenage inner basin, help was at hand thanks to some of our fellow Odyssey sailors who...
We are in Barbados.
Last night wasn’t how we imagined our arrival in the tropics. It was cold, wet and windy, certainly not the idyl we had in mind. The wind gusted to 30 knots, driving rain through the companionway hatch into the cabin. I had to shut myself out. This morning, however,...
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