Glamorous St. Barths - 21- 25 March 2011
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Fri 25 Mar 2011 02:14
                  
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 Just as we had cleared the hazards of Barbuda, we saw a number 
of hump back whales breaching out of the water; a privilege and an amazing 
sight.  Even more reason for Barbuda not to let the Japanese have whaling 
rights! 
 Humpback whale tale 
 Making landfall at St Barths Anyway we had a lively sail to St Barths and en route the 
kicker shackle decided to brake.  Michael, of course, had another shackle 
in all the spares we carry, so after a quick replacement job we were back on 
track to Gustavia the main harbour in St Barths.  
St Barths was yet another islands discovered by Columbus in 
1493 and named it after his brother Bartholomeo.  The island was given to 
the Swedish King Gustaff in 1784 and there are still many reminders of the 
Swedish rule, such as the name Gustavia and several Swedish style buildings and 
forts on the island.  It was sold back to France in 1878, after declining 
trade and disease.  In the 1950’s tourists slowly started arriving at the 
tiny airport on small planes and private jets, but laws limiting mass tourism 
were introduced, so there are no high rise hotels or fast food 
chains.   St Barths is famous for being the ridiculously expensive 
playground for the rich and famous and after we checked in and paid our dues for 
anchoring in the harbour (10 euros a day!), we walked around around this duty 
free port, which was filled with luxury brand and glamorous designer 
boutiques.    
   ![]() Michael checking in at the 
Capitainerie, round building on right 
 A definite European feel with the brick architecture 
 Gustavia harbour 
 Designer boutiques 
 Main street in Gustavia 
 The slightly ‘bottle shaped’ lighthouse Having had a sore throat over the previous few days, I was 
feeling rather under the weather by the time we arrived in St. Barths.  I 
ended up with having flu type symptoms and spent the next few days recovering on 
Nimue.   Michael had to keep himself amused for a few days, so he 
snorkelled under Nimue to replace the propeller anode, which had corroded and 
dropped off.  He even managed to arrange a visit to the dentist after 
biting into a chocolate bar in which his gold crown fell off!  We were 
expecting a hefty bill, but as it turned out the local dentist stuck it back on 
for 50 euros. 
We didn’t manage to get to see many of the sights of Gustavia, 
but as it happened we were there at the same time as the highly famed annual 
Bucket Regatta event was being held.  This is an invitational 3 day race 
event is open to sailing yachts of 100’ plus.   We had a great viewing 
point on Nimue, as we could see all the yachts parading out of the harbour with 
everyone in matching attire and then watched these magnificent yachts 
racing.  For those interested, the largest super yacht in the world, 
Maltese Falcon was taking part, so I at last managed to see how the hydraulic 
masts worked.  Quite impressive, but not the prettiest boat around. 
 
 The following photos are of some of the yachts taking part in The Bucket Regatta 
 ‘J’ Class Yacht 
 
 
 
 
 The next series of photos are of the Maltese Falcon and they reckon that one person can sail her as all the sails are moved by computer and hydraulics. Quite an amazing sight to see the sails being lifted and turned. 
 Sails coming out of the mast in individual sections 
 Sails fully out 
 
 
 Coming out from behind the rocks On the mend we decided to eat at Le Select, the first, and for 
a long time the only bar-restaurant in Gustavia, opened more than 60 years 
ago.  History has it that this open-air restaurant inspired “Cheeseburger 
in Paradise” for Jimmy Buffett.  Although the burgers were cheap, they were 
not the best we’d ever eaten. 
 Le Select ‘Cheeseburger in Paradise’ Bar (above & below) 
 St Barts is quite different from any other Caribbean island we 
have visited and The Lonely Planet guide describes it perfectly “despite the 
island’s location, the atmosphere of St Barths is much more that of a quiet 
seaside province in France than a jammin’ Caribbean 
colony.”  | 


  


















