Talulah's Log - Carriacou and Grenada
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Paul & Anette Morris
Mon 8 Jan 2007 12:39
position "12:02.646N 061:44.854W"
Sunday 7th January 2007
We had a good sail down to Carriacou, cleared customs and immigration in Hillsborough, had a beer at a lazy waterfront bar and met some friends from a Norwegian boat, Silene, that crossed the Atlantic with us. We then left Hillsborough and motored around further south to Tyrell Bay, one of the most protected in the Grenadines, and anchored up with a number of other boats at the head of the Bay. The mixture of boats has changed quite considerably, and we find now that the number of charter boats has declined, and the more 'live-aboards' and long term voyagers are seen.
Tyrell bay was good, the people of Carriacou the friendliest so far, and things seem pretty cheap. The wind dropped in the bay and we had the first barbeque for a couple of weeks. The next morning, Friday, we went ashore for a walk, then met a guy called 'Bubbles' whom we negotiated a lift around the island in his 'pick-up' truck. Bubbles seemed to know everyone on the island and we ended up waving to almost everyone as we drove around at never more than 15 miles an hour, up and through the wooded hills and valleys of Carriacou. We saw people building traditional wooden boats on the beaches, old houses and plantations and sampled some of the cool air at the top of the island. We invited Eli and Joern, our Norwegian friends over for another Barbeque that evening and had a great time. It turned out that Joern was a submariner and we had served in the same places in Norway, but at different times.
We set off for Grenada on the Saturday morning and had probably one of the best sails in the last few weeks. The wind was on the beam all the way at between 15 and 22 knots, and we 'cracked on' at quite a pace until we got in the lee of the western side of Grenada, when we gently wafted down to Dragon Bay. We dropped an anchor and then went snorkelling on a coral reef, and saw all kinds of strange looking coral formations, fish and rays. It was a little exposed in the anchorage at Dragon Bay so we then sailed on to St Georges, the main town on Grenada, which seems like a throbbing metropolis compared to the tiny places visited so far. We sailed in under a very imposing Fort George high on an outcrop, before turning into the Lagoon, where we are now anchored. Last night was completely still, with no wind at all - which is the first time that's happened since getting on board in Lanzarote last November! It was quite odd.
The Lagoon is a strange place. Again there are usual smattering of 'live-aboards' and long term voyagers anchored here. Our own anchorage is just about 25 metres from the remains of a jetty which formed part of the marina that still on the charts, but must have been blown away by Hurricane Ivan. Around some of the shores in the lagoon you can see the hulks of boats and other yachts that must have met their fate during the same Hurricane. But beyond those, the town looks pretty, with vestiges of it's colonial past and the struggles between the British and French for control of the island, evident everywhere.
We're off for a look around later today, and might even take in the Cricket World Cup stadium being built for the April competition.
The photos are of Anette and Mr. Bubbles on the highest point of Carriacou, and some of the traditional boat building going on at Windward, on Carriacou.