Rainer arrived on schedule and Fede returned
to the land of Cuckoo Clocks yesterday, but we've travelled quite a long way
since the last blog...
We took Rainer up to Ile Ronde and Carriacou
so he could get a feel for the area. In Carriacou Rainer decided he just had to
fish from the boat at anchor but all he managed to catch were some rather
irritated looking puffer fish. If you've not seen puffer fish in action, the
following photos explain -
firstly puffer fish (the cute one) in normal
condition - note thick gloves
and secondly what
happens when the puffer fish gets stressed - this is actually a different fish
which we were trying to remove the hook from, but it got stuck in the bucket
head first, tail towards camera. It was eventually returned to the sea none the
worse for its adventure, though probably in a foul temper !
Carriacou is a great place as regular
bloggers will appreciate, but the grocery facilities are rather limited. As Fede
in particular wanted to sail in his last few days rather than just waiting for
the plane, we took a trip up to Martinique to replenish our cheese and wine
supplies. Martinique is just dead in September (which is peak hurricane risk)
but as the forecast was for settled weather we decided we were OK for a quick
trip. We sailed up overnight in about 18 hours and when we arrived at Ste Anne
we anchored and doubled the size of the fleet in the anchorage. We also caught a
decent sized tuna just after dark on the way up - a good time to fish but of
course not a usual sailing time.
Ste Anne is an anchorage which usually has
at least 100 boats and a pestilence (which must be the collective noun) of
jetskis. Arty photo through the branches of a flamboyant tree by Fede of
We're now back safely in Grenada,
having stopped at several islands on the way back south.
And finally folks: I know that Oscar Wilde,
whilst having many astute observations to his memory, curiously had a downer on
sunsets. ("Nobody of any
real culture, for instance, ever talks nowadays about the beauty of sunset.
Sunsets are quite old fashioned.... To admire them is a distinct sign of
provincialism of temperament. Upon the other hand they go on.")
Ho Hum... He obviously hadn't seen any like
the one we watched in awe from Ile Ronde 2 nights ago: one of the most
extraordinary yet in the Caribbean.
We hope all is well where you
George, Michael and Rainer