We took the dinghy into Foxy's just because how can you not go there. It was pretty quiet but Foxy was there to greet us. He told us a little story and then as we had lunch we chatted about where we were going to head next.
In the BVI's there are boats. Lots of them, everywhere. While it is a really beautiful place I really think I prefer St John in the US Virgins and the Spanish Virgins. There's a little more peace and a lot more room.
So it came to us separately and then agreed together that we wanted to head in the other direction. I'm not going to say that it's turning around because that isn't the case. We missed so much on our race down here that we could still see. With a buddy boat waiting in St Thomas to travel with we chose to check out of the BVI's. It's always nice to have friends along to enjoy the ride.
We stayed a couple of nights in a wonderful anchorage in Culebra. When we arrived, we were the only boats there. The first time we had passed by Bahia De Almodovar there wasn't an empty spot. Today we watched the kite surfers racing around in the breeze. It almost made me want to try it myself. Ah, in another life maybe.
The next day we found another equally peaceful place to drop the hook. Cayo Santiago, also known as Monkey Island. On the island is a monkey research centre. Although you are not allowed in the island I could watch the monkeys with my binoculars. Early the next morning I could hear them chattering away. It felt like waking up in the jungle.
The fish seem to be winning this round. Brian did hook something substantial the other day. As he reeled it in the rod looked like it was about to snap. Brian wrestled with it for over half an hour before he asked me to get him some gloves just in case. I put the left one on him and in the fraction of an instant the line went slack while he put the right one on....it was gone. He saw a flash of white and it disappeared along with half the steel leader and the last silver spoon.
There are some things things you just can't capture on a digital camera.
When the birds fly low over the water it turns their bellies blue green.
|Failed attempt. I got the pelican just as he crash landed.|
Fact of the day: Blue Moose in Spanish is Alce Azul