Thursday, December 17, 2009

Marigot Bay to Rodney Bay

Norman had threatened to get up at 7am to run the boat down to Rodney Bay this morning, since Zach had to be discharged as crew so he could leave us and go back home to New York. However, by the time I got out of bed at 8am, the boat was still not moving. It turned out that everyone else had gone ashore last night and had a roaring old time.
From St. Vincent and the Grenadines

Since we were running short on time, breakfast was quick, and dishes were abandoned until we got to Rodney Bay. The furler on the genoa had broken the day before while sailing into Marigot bay, so we could not put up the genoa, but other than that, the sailing was uneventful, and once we got there, Zach was rushed ashore. Since we hadn't been to Pigeon Island yet, Lisa and I decided to pay a visit. Sarang wanted to go there with his snorkel gear, so he agreed to go with us.

Pigeon island, it turns out, is not really an island, but is a penninsula with a national park in it. As we got off the marina to start our walk there, it started raining, so the three of us chipped in for a Taxi, and got to there and ordered a Roti lunch. As is usual in the Caribbean, lunch took a long time, but by 2pm we were ready to snorkel. The snorkeling wasn't fantastic, there being not a lot of fishes in the area, and the ones that were there were small. Unfortunately, this would turn out to be the best snorkeling for the entire trip!
From St. Vincent and the Grenadines

After the snorkel, Lisa and I walked up to the top of the park for some great views of Rodney Bay, and then we walked back to the marina along the beach, which surprisingly included a free ferry ride across a river between two resorts. It was fascinating for me to see the huge differences between the resorts and the public beaches: the resorts were lily-white, with lots of Europeans sunbathing, while the public beaches were entirely populated by local St. Lucia residents, who would swim, BBQ, or picnic, but not be terribly interested in sun-bathing. On the way back we saw a mango tree with some low hanging fruit, and I decided to pick one. Unfortunately, it wasn't ripe even by the end of our trip, so I have no idea how it would have tasted.
From St. Vincent and the Grenadines

We returned to the Illusion after taking a shower at the marina to see that the genoa had been taken down. Norman had wanted to get someone to weld in a new ring to anchor the furling line, but Sarang convinced him that a better solution would be to just apply some steel bands to the broken part to strengthen it, since welding aluminum isn't terribly reliable.
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