So finally we arrive in Puerto Rico, into Sun Bay Marina in Fajardo, on the eastern coast of the mainland. An interesting place, very Latin but overwhelmingly American, it’s been part of the USA for ages. The US Marines were practicing invading places in 1898. Now there are lots of “malls” and interesting potholes on the “motorways”
Mind you, there are some spectacular places and things to do. Like zip lining. He he.
But before that I should say that it is also the place for crew changes. After 6 months of close company on board Larry and I are still friends, which is quite remarkable really. He was a tower of strength before, during and after the ARC. Tirelessly working on the boat, employing his engineering skills to maximum effect, and teaching everyone who would listen his admirable philosophy of life, the boat and everything – “No job too small to bodge, no corner too tight to cut”. Believe me, if you want something done get a Larry. But not only that he was boundlessly enthusiastic and fun. Always optimistic, always fun, and always great to have on board.
And of course Fiona had been on board since Dec 10th, keeping the big “L” in check, and contributing that special something that she always does – having a lady on board is so civilizing!
But all good things come to an end and he and Fiona flew back to the UK, heading from the sun and warmth back to cold and wet, but also to family and a proper house that doesn’t rock at night.
Then in flew two Canadian ladies to join Salila. Leslie and Lorrie both happen to be from Ontario, although Leslie flew in from Florida and Lorrie arrived after the trip from hell sailing 19 days upwind from the Bahamas to the Dominican Republic. It’s a long story, but these gals got character. More later.