14:26N 060:52W St Anne
Wind Charger
Bob and Elizabeth Frearson
Tue 8 May 2012 23:06
Well, Ulrich is back for certain. Lawrence arrived and changed the
fuel filters first thing on Monday morning and cleaned out the gunge in the
bottom. Sadly this did nothing but give us a few more revs in forward gear so
back to the drawing board. A somewhat frustrating session with Just Ask
with broadband blinking on and off throughout came up with a few more ideas to
check but Ulrich has gone away to have a think about it with Lawrence and
thought that they should lift out Windy to have a really good look. He decided
that in the meantime we were safe to go to Martinique with a sort of promise
that he would rescue us if everything went horribly wrong. So we leapt up,
battened down the hatches and dashed off to Martinique.
We had a cracking sail bowling along between 7 and a half and eight
knots. It brought a smile to our shore bound hearts. Windy loved it
and romped along like a happy labrador bouncing through barley.
We reached St Anne in no time at all and pottered around both streets,
buying in a few supplies in the tiny supermarket and checking out the
restaurants. The one recommended in the guidebook had disappeared but we found
an excellent french place, decorated in driftwood painted in african
designs. We feasted on delicious crab parcels, lobster ad seafood platter
with cute little mini Le Creuset dishes of veg in cheese washed down with a
tangy bottle of Muscadet. Totally yum. La Patron spoke no english so
I had to dredge out the schoolgirl french again. It works ok one way but I often
haven’t a clue what they are saying in reply. Nods and smiles seem to
suffice.
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