18 – 26 May 2014: Basseterre, St Kitts to
Charlestown, Nevis - 17 09N 62 37W![P5190003 P5190003]()
A Touch of Colonial Caribbean
St Kitts and Nevis are the oldest British colonies in the Caribbean. The
Brits arrived there in 1623 closely followed by the French. They briefly worked
together to massacre the local Caribs, 2000 in one day were rounded up and
slaughtered. A score even the Spanish would have been proud of. Then
the British gained complete control as a result of defeating the French in
Europe.
After a reasonably comfortable night anchored in the commercial port area
at Basseterre, St
Kittswe dinghied ashore to check into this 2 island country of St Kitts &
Nevis. Formalities were easy enough, and we were free to explore
this small town in no time at all.
First we had to weave our way through the toy
town cruise ship shopping area, they don’t get many ships here though, so the
stores were not as exclusive as further north.
Then we hit the “real” Basseterre, old wooden colonial buildings lined
the streets, most in urgent need of repair, many about to crumble, the
occasional one restored to its former glory – all making a very interesting
blend.
We circumnavigated Independence Square, a park in
desperate need of lawn mowing and weeding which was once the site of slave
auctions. It was fringed by more buildings that would have looked very
handsome in their day but that was decades ago.
The town felt safe and was reasonably clean but
it felt like tropical decay had set in, it seemed there was no enthusiasm,
skills or money to give it the boost it needed.
We found a spot for morning lattes, and didn’t quite get what we wanted
but it was espresso coffee on a crumbling Caribbean Island so there were no
complaints. We carried on along the waterfront, past a few outdoor food
stalls and that was Basseterre. On the way back to the dinghy we
sniffed out an excellent roti stand for lunch, they were so big we had the
remaining chicken curry for dinner, yummy.
More Developers Dreams
We moved about 4 miles south in the afternoon down to a much more
comfortable and scenic anchorage at White House
Bay. Now this was an
interesting place, ashore was a small pebbly beach and busy construction
site. Developers have bought a huge area on the south of St Kitts
encompassing Christophe Harbour a large inland lagoon area. They
are cutting through the isthmus to dredge access into the lagoon and plan to
build a large marina, shopping village and community of houses here. But
will that bring the boats, and will the houses sell??
Meanwhile in our little bay, which would be at least a half hour walk
from where the marina was planned, the first venture was nearly complete.
They have done a great job of this small bar
/restaurant and built it from recycled corrugated iron sheeting. It already has that well aged, authentic, dare I say rusty look
about it and its due to open 01 June. They have done a lovely job,
there is a solid timber dock built, coconut palms have been planted and sway in
the breeze but who will be their customers?
We made use of their dock and took the bikes ashore and cycled down to
the southern beach ofCockershell Bay. A
pleasant enough spot with a grand vista over neighbouring Nevis, a small sandy
beach and shacky beach bar with espresso machine, bliss!, oh and the ever
watchful resident monkey. But there was no accommodation down here, all
clientele must come by car, boat or us hardy few on bikes.
We took a detour on our way back and found one of the
best beaches we had seen in a long while, a small crescent shape with dramatic
volcanic cliffs at one end and large boulders the other, clean soft golden sand
glistened in the sun and gentle waves lapped on the shore. Amazingly we were the only ones there, so we left
the bikes and went for a therapeutic walk along the shoreline, just
wonderful.
Now onto Nevis
It was only a few miles over to Nevis so we left in company
withTruant 3 mid afternoon and headed across. We passed on
the first two anchorages and kept making our way along the coast until we came
to the mooring field just north of Charlestown, Nevis’
small main town.
It was flat enough (trying desperately to avoid rolly
ones), close to town and Nevis’ volcanic peak made a spectacular backdrop.
Our new home for a few nights.
Into the Steamy Jungle
Nevis is a very lush and green island, all the slopes fall away from the
central volcanic peak which remained shrouded in cloud for most of our stay,
they don’t call this a tropical rainforest for nothing! One day we took a
local bus (minivan) to one of the small boutique hotels set high in the
jungle.



The Golden
Rock Hotel is housed
in old sugar cane plantation stone buildings, it is beautifully restored and the
surrounding gardens and view out over the windy Atlantic ocean were
stunning. We treated ourselves to a light lunch on the shady patio then
moved into exercise mode before we needed a siesta!


We did “The Source” hike up into the jungle, dense vegetation shaded the
path and kept it almost cool enough. The hike follows the water pipeline
put in by the early settlers to control the water flow from natural pools high
up the volcanic down to the town, and just goes up, up and up some
more! 
Over the next couple of days we managed walks along the sandy beach,
supped the local cocktail a “Killer Bee” at the nearby Sunshine Bar with fellow cruisers while watching the
sun dip over the horizon, found a sports bar for skipper to watch the Football
Champions League Final in Portugal and even fitted in a local game of Twenty 20
Cricket where we sat with our Canadian friends and did our very best to explain
the rules of Cricket – not an easy task!!!

From Cloudy Volcanoes to
Steaming Volcanoes