Cocoa,rum and spice
12:00.20N
61:43.45W Sunday
10th April 2011 “Ahoy there skipper!” As we pulled into
Prickly
Bay It’s about 95 miles to
The rain forest is slowly recovering, and there are lush green mountains with waterfalls.
Grenadian
school and friendly children
Rum… At the River Antoine Rum factory, a strong (73%) white rum is made in much the same way as it ever was in 1780. A giant waterwheel powers the mill that crushes the sugar cane, and the dried residue of the cane burnt to heat the juice in giant cast iron bowls. The juice is scooped into them with giant wooden ladles and then fermented. The copper still is heated by burning wood, and the rum (about 1000 bottles per week - for domestic consumption only) is bottled by hand.
The
waterwheel. No frills -
ecological
too.
Cane mashin’
machine. Driven by the water wheel, the cane is crushed and the
juice flows into a wooden trough (by the worker in the blue hat, who
is scooping out any floating residue) and then into a pipe that
leads to a large vat.
The cane residue is then heaped into the rail cart that then
runs along a track. It
is then unloaded manually and then spread out to dry in the
sunshine.
Hot
stuff
Bottling it
all
up Taking only about 2 weeks from start to finish, the whole process is virtually independent of electricity, and so production wasn’t even halted for the hurricane! Was this one of the reasons why the Grenadians managed to cope with Ivan’s havoc and destruction as well as they did?
..cocoa… At the cocoa station, the beans are removed from the pods and left to ferment for a couple of days before being laid out in the sun to dry. Ladies wearing wellington boots trudged through the trays each day to turn them over and ensure they dried completely. If desired, the beans are then polished in a large drum using a belt driven electric fan before being weighed into sacs and sent off for export or to the Grenada Chocolate Factory. The empty pods are used as mulch around crops, so nothing is wasted.
The cocoa trays are built on rails so they can be pushed under shelter when it rains. ..and
nutmeg! Before the hurricane,
One hopes that the intensive replanting of the past few years will (literally!) bear fruit and improve matters. But we saw untended nutmeg trees, with the fruit going uncollected, when we toured the island, making us wonder whether there may be other, more economic reasons why production has declined. The south coast of the island is indented with beautiful sheltered inlets where we spent peaceful nights at anchor amongst the mangroves, watching the amazing birdlife. An osprey dived to catch a fish off our stern, and magnificent frigate birds with their forked tails and white breasts circled overhead. Cranes hid amongst the mangroves, well camouflaged with their long legs. Some of the inlets had been tastefully developed, with exclusive waterside resorts including docking facilities for yachts. Tim and Barbara were based at True Blue resort which had just opened, with bespoke metal artwork of turtles and fish and a wonderfully haphazard waterside restaurant, the ‘Dodgy Dock’.
View from
aft cabin, True Blue
Bay But we loved Le
Phare Bleu, where the office, clubhouse and washing facilities were
incorporated into an old Swedish lightship, as well as an exclusive restaurant
on its upper decks. Built in 1905,
the Västra Banken stood guard over the bank of its namesake until,
bought by the owner of the resort, it was completely restored in
As temporary berth holders we also had use of the resort’s
swimming pool and catamaran dinghy, but with a flight home booked, there was
little time to relax. We prepared
Ananda for a spell on her own,
removing a deck fitting for modification in the * * * * *
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