|The captain acts official|
|He looks guilty of something|
|Why do dogs ALWAYS lay on your feet?|
|No houses on this tough bit of real estate|
We hopped in the dinghy shortly after we arrived, thinking we'd make it to customs in time to clear in. Not so, but here's a shot of Saralane that I took from the dinghy on our way. It's hard to tell the scale of the land until you see buildings on the hillside. Just to the right of the top of the mast there are three houses along the ridgeline. Three more are nestled into the hill farther to the right and the building just above the bare hillside is the old customs house.
It doesn't look too dramatic until you see a closer shot of the old customs house building... with 800 steps leading up to it! Called "The Ladder", this used to be the only way to access the island. It wasn't until the mid 1950's that a road was built. The airport, with it's mini runway - only 1300 feet long - was built in the 1960's.
If you need more dramatic visual aids... here's a view from the dinghy as we rounded the island heading towards Fort Bay, where the current customs building is. See the boats? Saralane is the second mast from the land. The mast all the way on the left is the 153 foot long super yacht Roxane. She doesn't look so big here.... and certainly neither does Saralane.
|Super yacht Roxane - with two crew members on deck|
The customs guy wasn't in so we didn't clear in until the next morning but we got our Saba courtesy flag on the halyard and ready to fly.
Saba has no real sheltered place to anchor and it drops off as steeply underwater as it rises above water. There are mooring balls in about 60 feet of water on the leeward side of the island but it's still pretty open to the ocean and very susceptible to the north swells that come in the winter. We knew a swell was on the way so we planned to stay for only two nights this first visit and leave before the swell arrived.
|The customs house on the right....and the unfinished "Welcome!" mural wall|
|There's still a little painting to be done under the hammerhead shark on the right|
|Captain Skip signs us in|
|A long view of the pier|
|The less scenic end of the pier houses the power plant|
|Marie, owner of The Little Green Shop in Windwardside|
|Giving us a quick tutorial on local seeds she uses in her crafts|
|The little flat spot of dirt.... is the airport|
|Even the rats are big!|
|Spring rolls, ala the Queens' Garden|
|More cushions please!|
|View from my comfy seat|
|There's Saralane on the left.... the dark ketch in the center is the super yacht Roxane.|
|There's a lot of water out there|
|We passed this yogi on a roof top near the Ladder|
|The roof of the old customs house.... check that picture in the beginning again for perspective!|
|Little goats hopped on and off the walls and kept us entertained on the last leg of the walk down to Fort Bay|