Well here we are. Back in Oxford, MD. 4,327 nautical miles since we left last November. We had another uneventful rounding of Cape Hatteras, arriving in Norfolk in only 44 hours. We anchored the boat near Nancy’s sister Patty’s house and took the dinghy in to her dock. Probably the shortest commute we’ve had all
Our time in the Virgins finally had to come to an end so we set a course for the Bahamas. The first question was where to go? There are a jillion islands along the way so we put up the sails and headed to the first island that matched a good sail angle. Unfortunately, the
So, St. Croix was a blast! We met some good people and shared a few laughs. Our new friends Dylan and Gabe even came out to the boat for cocktails. If they represent the future of medicine in the U.S. I think we’ll be okay. Then on to St. John. A screaming 40 mile sail
So, here we are in St. Croix, USVI diving with sharks! What a couple of weeks we have had. The last time we met we were in Antigua awaiting the Classic Yacht Regatta. Wow! there were some beautiful classic boats: schooners, ketches, yawls and even a couple wishbone ketches, probably the finest rig yet imagined.
So, it has been a while! What can I say? We had bit of data accessibility problems most of the time we were in Guadeloupe, but we can also blame Demon Rum. Seriously, there are so many rum distilleries in Guadeloupe that it flows like water and it is all at least 100 proof! When
What a time we had in Deshaies. First we went to an amazing Botanical Garden outside of town with some great things. I’ll let Nancy’s photos tell that story. Then we took a big hike over the mountain with some hairy ascents and descents, (these aren’t American-type sanitized and stabilized paths) the views were spectacular
Deshaies is pronounced Dee Hay. Now, go back and try again. Well we finally escaped the allure of Antigua on Thursday and had a glorious 40nm (hand steering) sail down to Guadeloupe. Ah France; the food, the wine, the indifference. We’re in a horseshoe-shaped anchorage off the town of Deshaies, which is quite small and
So, I want to tell you about this little adventure that some (choose your own adjective) people do. It’s called the Talisker Whisky Atlantic Challenge, and every year people row little boats 3,000 miles from the Canary Islands to Antigua. For Fun. Some years ago I thought I would like to do it but Nancy suggested
So, our two day stay in Barbuda lingered into two weeks! We can’t think of a better place to just get away from it all: a four mile-long beach of the most perfect, fine sand, complete solitude, and a friendly bartender with a killer rum punch at the end of the stroll. We anchored along
