Hi Folks: Since our last blog was shut down and all was lost I thought I'd put up some of the memories that were lost so these pics are from a couple years ago and I'll post more in the near future.
The first is of the active volcano at the island of Monserrat where the capital city of the island has been deserted and buried under a pile of lava, ash and mud. We passed under the plume, perhaps closer than we should have been, and got gritty, volcanic dust in our eyes, hair and all over the boat but wouldn't have missed for anything. Anchored on the north side of the island that night we almost got plowed over by a huge barge and tug that was docked and being loaded when we anchored but must have thought he could use us as a bumper when leaving.
The next is a picture of what we refer to our kids as our only chart for the trip which is on the back of playing cards. Why would anyone worry about us?
Next was a full moon while we were docked at Rum Cay. We were anchored on the east side of Long Island and the wind wasn't right to go around the northwest end so we went to Rum Cay instead and it turned out to be one of those life changing moments that would have been easily missed. How much it changes our lives will be decided in the future as we've been asked back to help out around the marina and told that when there's nothing to repair I'd get paid to take people fishing, sweet! I looked at his water maker that he had all ready put over a thousand dollars into without results and we fueled up, ate, drank beer, showered, did laundry, filled with water, got ice and docked for 3 nights and he wouldn't take a cent and he's the best cook in the Caribbean I'm sure.
Next one is where we anchored off Cockburn Harbour on South Caicos and where the water is so turquois. We went ashore there to sign in with a young fellow named Dirk we met from Germany who crossed the Atlantic alone and came over to introduce himself. That night he came over and played cards and drank some rum and we travelled together for a couple days. We ran into him again in the Exumas a week or 2 later and we keep in touch with the odd email. On this island there were dirt roads, hardly a vehicle, friendly people and the dogs laid around too lazy to bite. Terry, my BFF, said it was his speed and he was going to look for property there.
Last one is of Terry on his first real day of sailing, January 16th, 2010, just four days after the earthquake that devasted the capital of Haiti and we happened to be on the north side of the same island in the Dominican during the quake. We were waiting for some weather that was suitable but after the quake things got a little crazy as it seems Dominicans and Haitians don't like each other due to the Haitians ruling the Dominicans by force a few hundred years ago and I guess they still haven't gotten over it. I decided we were leaving the next morning, come what may, and it turns out the swells were around 14' high coming at us from the starbord beam an indication of which can been seen behind Terry in the picture.
Talk again soon,
Dave
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