We sailed into Portsmouth still a little glum from losing our entire reel of fishing line when we snagged Seabird on our way in. Still, we were a little cheered by the fact that we'd finally caught something.
After we settled in we realized we were smack dab in front of the noisiest bar on the beach - and it was Friday night - so we pulled up the anchor and moved to a more peaceful spot. Out of the noise, but not out of the roll. Another north swell tracked down into the island chain and we rolled along with everyone else in the anchorage.
Clearing in on the weekend means overtime... |
Even the customs office has pineapples growing out in the front garden. |
This section of the trail takes us past Johnson's farm and we shouted out for him but didn't connect this time. We did however check in on his pigs.... or rather, his pig. He's down to one and we're wondering if the other one is on the menu somewhere in town.
Skinny pig... perhaps trying to avoid becoming a meal for someone? |
We came across two guys working on keeping the trail clear... even in the dry season it gets overgrown... and stopped for a chat.
This guy was filling us in on which birds to find where, when he tilted his head back, half closed his eyes, rolled up his tongue and did the most spot on imitation of one of the birds we'd been hearing all during our hike.
Jason chats up a trail maintenance guy |
Expert bird call imitator and excellent trail tender |
The trail ended by the Picard River where we had a well deserved cool down in the fresh water.
We always hate to leave Dominica but we're still aiming for St Maarten on a schedule (nasty things, schedules) so off we sailed to the Saints in Guadeloupe. The forecast was for big winds and big seas but was it surprisingly (and happily) less aggressive than anticipated and we had a fast sail up.
We always make time for a snorkel behind Pain de Sucre... there are loads of fish and always a few lobsters hiding here. |
Election season in Guadeloupe... wonder if Hilaire's stylized poster helped him win? |
Still on the move we only spent two nights in the Saints before continuing north to Pigeon Island where we picked up a mooring ball for a snorkel in the underwater park here. I'm skeptical about underwater parks since our stop in Dragon Bay in Grenada, but it was pretty nice here. Full of fish, like most protected places, which is always nice to see.
View from below |
Saralane, with centerboard down, swinging on her mooring |
Little squid trying to act big. |
The unexpectedly pleasant sail we had from Dominica to the Saints was balanced out by the unexpectedly crappy sail we had from Guadeloupe to Antigua. Forecast was for winds 17 to 22 knots from the east and seas 4 to 6 feet. Perfect. The actual conditions were winds from 25 to 30 and seas 8 to 10 feet with a swell countering the waves from a southerly angle. It was a giant washing machine out there. On the upside, we made it to Antigua in a hurry.
So here we sit, in Jolly Harbor, getting ready to sail to Barbuda. Pretty happy about that. Next post - all about Barbuda. Pretty happy about that too.
5 comments:
It sounds to me, Mrs. Pond, that you have become a seasoned sailor. Which, actually, was the only thing to do. Sail on. Start looking forward to Tom's. :)
Oh, I'm pretty happy about it too! Please say hi to Barbuda for me!
Lili
Lili, Barbuda was as perfect as ever... and it wants to know when you're coming back for a visit!
Cin, I don't know about being seasoned but I'm certainly becoming salty - literally. And Mrs. Pond?! Isn't that your mom??
Love all your photos, sorry to hear about your fishing line catching itself a boat boy. Andrew was our guide when we were there a couple of years ago. Hope to see you guys this summer if our schedules intersect. Ed, Elizabeth & Luna
It goes without saying, Maddie, that your photos are outstanding and really give the blog an immediacy that makes us lurkers back home feel like we are salamanders on the wall riding along with you and Skip. It's not only the pictures, however, but also your clever and poetic prose that gives us a look beyond the beauty of the places and into the lives of so many ordinary people doing seemingly ordinary things in extraordinary places. What a journey you guys are on! I can't thank you enough for sharing but I will try this week when we see you.
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