A Cruiser’s Plans are Firmly Carved in Sand, at Low Tide.
Cala Culip, Costa Brava Spain Last night, as we sat at anchor, eating Iberian ham and sipping Spanish wine, we...
Canouan, St Vincent & the Grenadines
The sail from Bequia to Canouan (pronounced Can-oh-wan) was a short three hours with just the Genoa and the wind on the beam, very comfy. Canouan is a small island, so we set out on a hike to see it by land and nearly got arrested for trespassing.
The northern part of the island is owned by a development company and is home to a beautiful Raffles Resort. When we reached the resort, the security guards told us that we could “walk on the hill”. Through the Caribbean accent, we heard “walk up the hill,” so that’s what we did, we walked up the hill and over the hill and around the hill, until one of the security guards came to pick us up in a golf cart and escort us out. But when we explained that we were looking for the sales office, we were promptly escorted back in, where we spent the next two hours looking at site plans and touring villas. The villas were beautiful with good construction and the views were breathtaking. We both agreed we could live there, a possible place to land once we are done cruising.
That evening we went ashore for a romantic Valentine’s Day at the Tamarind Hotel. We had pizza and beer while listening to the local steel drum band playing classic love songs like Juan Tanamera and La Bamba. After a rolly night at anchor and a less than memorable scuba dive, we set sail for Tobago Cays.
