One of Jost’s natural features is the Bubble Pool; a gully in the rocks on the Atlantic side of the island. When the swell is big, the surf in here can get intense. Almost unbelievably every year someone dies being sucked out through the gully. When we were hiding from strong winds in the marina in January, a huge boulder fell from the side of the Bubble Pool and killed an 18-year-old Canadian. Too sad. When the weather is kind though, like it was on Saturday afternoon, you can enjoy the benign effects of its natural jacuzzi. 

After a Saturday night movie of Pete’s Dragon; great movie, lots of crying, a northerly swell came in for the early hours of Sunday morning. Suddenly we were more sailing than sleeping. The potatoes started their rolling symphony again and the umbrella tried to tap-tap out its morse codes, ‘Save me, I’m stuck to the companionway’. When light came, we scudaddled. MickBeth went toward the USVI; lucky Canadians don’t need complicated visas just to go to K-Mart! Enjoy, guys. We could do it too if we took a commercial ferry first and then sailed over.. Still, there’s no red carpet for the Brits on Quest? For this, we turn up our noses :) 

Sunday morning found us back to Trellis ‘airport' bay. Those little jets taking off over your head just doesn’t get old. And we got a good shower for our troubles; salty yachties feelin’ clean again. And next week is half-term… Yippee! Bring on the lie-ins! I know a kid who could do with a few. 

Love from Quest and her crew xx