Position: 12:32:07N
61:23:16W
We left Union and headed the short distance across the turquoise
sea to Petit Martinique, to fill up with fuel and water. PM is part of Grenada so in
theory you have to check in & out but no-one seemed to mind that we
hadn’t. The surge at the fuel dock
nearly ripped the cleats out of the deck.
We didn’t hang around. For
the first time since our trip began I managed to fuel up without hosing the
entire deck with diesel!
A mile across the water from PM is
PSV, short for Petit St Vincent.
This is a private island with 22 small chalets, with a flag system for
room service – a red flag means “do not disturb”; a yellow flag means “room
service required”, and a waiter in a golf cart comes along to take your
order. A little different from the
Radisson Liverpool. The fees were
$1000/night.
Of course, being yachties, we just
anchored for free in the most brilliant turquoise water, just off the stunning
beach, and listened to the mellow sounds of a steel band wafting across the
water.
Off on a dinghy
tour
Caption not really
required!!
Sarah doing Halle Berry impression
Tying the dinghy to a palm
tree
We spent the day on the beach. The best beach we’ve been to (and that
says a lot!)
