Skipper and First Mate Millard (Big Bear and Pepe)
Wed 13 May 2009 22:45
We had read Deep Bay was a lovely anchorage and thought we may spend a night there en route to Barbuda. We got up on Sunday the 10th of May and threw ourselves enthusiastically in to the long sea passage - all of 3.16 miles.
Some stunning properties looking out to sea. So lovely here we spent four nights before leaving the eve of Bear's Birthday for Low Bay, Barbuda.
Just outside Deep Bay at anchor is the US Hospital Ship Comfort. Her American, Canadian and British crew have been working up and down the Caribbean providing medical, surgical and specialist treatment to the islanders.
During the day we watch the helicopter coming and going.
Beez with Comfort at dusk with a Pelican cruising for fish.
Our favourite house perched over Deep Bay facing the beach with views out to sea.
A close up of this gorgeous house. Comfort in the sunset.
Ashore to the right is the beach restaurant of the impressive Grand Royal Antiguan Hotel. The hotel has 266 rooms, one evening we took a stroll to see if we could use their internet cafe, the duty manager allowed us to use the computer in his office as he said for five minutes he did not want to charge us $14.95 for a twenty four hour card. Walking back we counted 7 rooms with the TV on and three lit - few patrons. We have not got the "off season" bit into our heads, we left the UK in the summer and to us it is permanent summer. People mostly come here for winter breaks, now it is May, low season, we have the beach to ourselves. Many yachties see Antigua Race Week as the end of their season - now off to hide out for hurricane season, many have left from Jolly Harbour to make the return crossing over the Atlantic. The World ARC left Tortola in the BVI's on the 7th. 10 yachts are world cruising, 6 - mostly from the US are crossing for the first time, the fleet of 36 yachts range in size from 10.85 m to 22.77 m. Good Luck to them all, especially our friends on La Boheme from Australia, Anna and Gregory. Bear showing the crowded beach.
My new friend, when he felt initially threatened he was up on tip-toes, claws at the ready, when he settled he sat down with them curled inward.
Time to get up close for a chat. I didn't know their eyes had fine hairs on them. So do mine after a few of your cocktails.
The black headed sea terns spend ages every day having good baths and preening sessions.
" 'is Nibs " airing a bit of washing and spending ages considering his next move. Typically English picnic - we found a beach chair, sun bed and a rickety old table and set up 'camp'. He really must frame me up a little better before taking photos of me, it would help if I could see what was in the view-finder you know.
ALL IN ALL A BAY WE WILL RETURN TO.