Off to Wallilabou Bay
Trip Start Apr 01, 2010
18Trip End May 06, 2010
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When I finally made my way from The Reef to the beach I noticed Cindy had been joined by two stray dogs and a baby. The dogs kind of made sense since they were everywhere but the baby seemed a little odd. She said she was sitting there when the baby's parents came up to her, asked if she would be there a while and announced they were going in the water - and as it turns out, not just for a quick dip. It was half an hour later when they finally came back up.
One tip I'm glad got early is to always have soap & shampoo with you because you never know when you'll happen upon a freshwater shower. Right outside The Reef there's an open-air shower and for one Eastern Caribbean Dollar (about .35 US) you can use it.
When we returned to the boat Norman got us started on our first sailing lesson and broke down what we'd have to do during our sail to St. Vincent in the morning. And when I say morning I really mean crack of dawn. Or more accurately pre crack of dawn. Breakfast is at 5am and by 5:10a we have to be on the deck ready to go. Being the morning person that I am, that should work really well.
We learned how to tie some fancy knots, what we'd each have to do throughout the course of the sail and what to do if someone falls overboard. Of course, based on Norman's announcement yesterday that he'd try to fish us out of the sea but couldn't promise anything, I'm kind of down on the whole man overboard routine. Unless of course we can send up a flare like they did when Simon went overboard in The Inbetweeners. That would be fun.
Refrigeration is an issue on the boat... we have a tiny refrigerator - used only for food. That presents a problem when it comes to drinking, say... a frosty beer. While Norman was preparing dinner Jason emerged with a bottle of vodka and some cranberry juice. Some very warm cranberry juice. I have to say, for what I was expecting - I mean seriously, how good could vodka, warm cranberry juice and a salty cup really be? It actually wasn't half bad.
Dinner was followed with some stories from Norman about a few of the characters he regularly runs into on St. Vincent and Bequia - our next two stops. The first one came with a warning not to eat at one of the bars we'll go to in St. Vincent because although the "poison lady" no longer works there, the food preparation still isn't exactly up to safety standards. Norman claims there's no issue drinking there though because "the rum is so strong, the alcohol will kill everything that can hurt you" and by the sounds of it, your liver as well.
So, the plan is to spend the rest of Saturday bumming around St. Vincent drinking rum punch and hopefully not getting food poisoning. Then on Sunday hike the volcano on the island.
And now it's Saturday... I quickly learned that Norman has his own version of "Lombardi Time": 5:00am breakfast was really at 4:45, 5:15 on deck meant 5:00 and we were anchor up by 5:30am. Ouch.
Unfortunately there wasn't much actual sailing because there wasn't much actual wind. We raised the main sail once we cleared St. Lucia but for the most part we were crawling along on motor power at about 2 knots. St. Vincent is only about 16 or 17 miles away but in the end it took about 8 hours from anchor up until we dropped anchor in Wallilabou Bay.
The sail wasn't uneventful though. We had multiple dolphin sightings - once a pair actually came up and swam next to the boat and we also saw a pair of humpback whales. Very cool.
We finally got the rest of the sails up a few hours into the trip so for a little while we had some wind-aided speed - and got up to about six knots. I have no idea how fast that is miles-wise but it sounds a lot better than the 2 knots we were going by motor alone.
We arrived in Wallilabou Bay with Norman screaming at us to do things we had no idea how to actually do. Thankfully we didn't crash into anything. It seems he doesn't know or doesn't feel the need to call people by their actual names so he either calls you "kid" or yells a random name and expects you to know who he's talking to. That works well. As soon as we dropped anchor the boat was approached by some kids in row boats trying to sell us stuff and by Frank - a friend of Norman's. He'll be leading our volcano hike in the morning.
Wallilabou Bay still has a few pieces from the set of Pirates so if I'm going to actually find Johnny Depp this would be the place. So far plenty of pictures, no actual Johnny. Oh, well. On the bright side, I am enjoying a Hairoun Beer at Steve's. On the not so bright side, it's not exactly cold and is a bit skunky. Oh well. However, I can dress up as a pirate and take a picture. Maybe after a few of those rum punches.
All for now.