News & photos from St Martin
We are now in
We finally made our way ashore in the dinghy to Virgin Gorda Yacht Harbour (Spanish Town) last Friday 27th, where Will (Grace) picked us up in a golf buggy and speeded us back to their aunt’s beautiful villa above Little Dix bay. It was a wonderful reunion with Will, Frog, Tilly and Claudie, and we celebrated with champagne and an evening of all-the-lobster-you-can-eat (thank you Grace’s!), after clearing up shattered champagne bottle (Frog), mopping up a flood (Ali) and a broken toe (Ali). We finished off with a few rum punches in the Goose bar before finding our way back to Talulah. Sunday was a toe-up rest day at anchor!
On Monday we had a short sail SW to
On Thursday 1st April, on our short sail
back to Virgin Gorda, we couldn’t believe our eyes when we spotted 2 huge
splashes on our starboard side: there were 2 large humpback whales playing and
blowing only a hundred feet away from Talulah. We could clearly see their long
white fins, and marvelled at how close to shore (and us!) they were. It was
magical. And our first sighting of whales in the
After “checking out” (it’s farewell to the British Virgin Islands), we went to anchor in a calmer spot back at the spectacular “Baths”, watched the sun set on the impressive boulders, and tried to get a bit of kip before getting up at 11pm for a 14 hour night sail to St Martin. Night motor I should say, a lumpy ride but not enough wind, and the little we had was on the nose. At 3 am when I (Ali) was on watch I had a very close encounter with another sailing vessel …. it had been a dark, cloudy night when all of a sudden an almost full moon appeared, at which point a mast and set of sails also appeared on a head-on reciprocal course, only a few metres away. No nav lights, no-one in the cockpit, and no-one answered my radio call as I managed to steer Talulah offcourse within feet of a collision. She also didn’t appear on the radar screen. Spoooooky. I radioed through to Castafiore who I knew had set off a few hours later than us, to warn them of this “ghost ship”. 1 ½ hours later I heard Jean-Luc on the radio shouting out to the same vessel to put some lights on – he had also nearly collided with her!
We anchored in
Will & Frog and the Talulahs keeping the barman up late after our lobster feast.
Weird sunset! Virgin Gorda
Dramatic sunset! Virgin Gorda
Mellow sunset! (It’s funny how often the sun goes down around here. At least once a day I’d think.)
Ali giving art lessons to the boat kids, with Dany
(“Castafiore”) next to her,
A little bit of relaxing after a hard days teaching.
Talulah on a mooring in
“Oh yeah! Well, If I’ve got a big nose, you’ve got a big mouth!”
How do you fly when your nose is so big it casts a shadow?
Cody! Our resident Great Barracuda, for three days lurking about under Talulah like a faithful hound, but in reality giving us the creeps! “I just want to be cuddled.” He seemed to say. “With teeth like that mate, you’ve got no chance!” we replied