Tour of Carriacou and a celebration of Robbie Burns
Date 2359 - 28 January 2011 The first aim today was to see some more of the island and to get to
Windward, a village on the north east coast. All of this was achieved using
local buses which are to be recommended and definitely add a dimension to the
trip that would not be experienced in a taxi. Arriving by dinghy on the beach we were met by a man in security guard
uniform. Fearing that we were about to be told to go elsewhere we were
unnecessarily cautious. What he wanted to know was did we want him to stop a
bus for us whilst we dragged the dinghy up the beach. We did, he did and then he
returned to help us carry the dinghy. What a good start to the day and so typical
of the island. The first leg was retail therapy and a short hop to Another bus took us into Hillsborough, the administrative centre of the
island, and the bus station. Transferring to the Windward bus it left
immediately but then stopped around the corner whilst the driver and passenger,
who appeared to be his wife, went into shop and returned five minutes later laden
with fresh fruit, vegetables and fish. We then proceeded by a circuitous route
collecting and dropping off packages from and to people at the roadside; hardly
a word being spoken it was all very mysterious and definitely expected,
probably delivering lunch along the way. Reaching Windward, the view out over the reef to the A local man by the name of Ricky appeared and started chatting. We
told him that one of the things that we had come to see was boat building –
following him along the beach and through the mangroves we came across this
wonderful example of Carriacou boat building: He explained that they did not “plank up” when it had been
raining and as it seems to do that most days it explained why we subsequently
came across the builder drinking rum in the bar next to the bus stop. Ricky
accepted a beer and then said goodbye, happy to have shown visitors his
village. The return to Hillsborough took a detour to the road head at the north
of the island where there are great view over to Lunch and clearing out for Immigration and Customs being dealt with it
was back on the bus for the return to Having missed the 25th we had a delayed Burn’s Supper on
board with Mike and Jean. MacSween’s haggis was duly piped and addressed
and washed down with malt. This was followed by that well known |