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It’s May 2^nd and Pandora is anchored in Jolly Harbor, Antigua.

There is a gentle breeze and the sun is just peaking up above the hills. The light is playing on the clouds to the west, giving them a gentle glow.When we arrived at the customs dock yesterday some of the staff had left for the day.  What, it was only 3:00?

Last time we cleared out here a similar situation had occurred, with some staff on hand and others gone.  At that time, I had been told that some had left at 3:30, but that the office was open till 4:30.  Yesterday, the left at 2:00.  I have no idea when they close.

We were told to come back today at 8:30.  Fingers crossed.

George, who flew in a few days ago, and I headed off to a bar to drowned our sorrows in a Carib beer with a fellow cruiser who was also trying to clear out.

It’s been hot since I arrived on Sunday with unusual light winds, sometimes out of the west.

You may have read about the “blob” heading toward Florida, a huge mass of Sargasso weed, the size of a state, RI or CT, whatever, that is being driven shoreward.   We have noticed a huge amount of that floating weed this season, sometimes so dense that our prop fouls as we pass through it.

Well, that west wind blew a mass of it into Falmouth Harbor a few days ago, nearly filling the harbor with brown stuff.It’s prickly and when it washes up on a beach and rots, makes for quite a mess to clean up.  Some beaches we saw this winter had several feet of the stuff lining entire beaches.   It’s nasty stuff.  Here’s what it looks like up close.I’m told that mats of it floating on the sea creates cover for many critters, crabs, small fish and stuff.  For us and others, it’s a nuisance.

Amazingly, when the wind shifted back to the east the next day, all gone like magic.

Yesterday we got fuel in English Harbor before heading here.  The view, a photo I took a few days ago, is quite impressive.  The sleek black bow peaking out is one of the classic J America’s Cup racers, I think Hanuman.  Not sure but she’s a beauty.   This is the harbor where most of the rally boats check in.  I think it’s the most impressive harbor in the Caribbean. The last week has been crazy with meetings and planning for the arrival of the rally fleet next year.  However, the overwhelming issue I faced was learning, a few days after I arrived back in Antigua, that one of my two crew had to deal with a health issue and could not make the trip.

For nearly a week I scrambled to find a replacement, no easy task with less than a week to plan.  I met some crazy characters that were interested in making the run.  A young Antiguan that wanted to enter the US illegally, a vagabond sailor from the Netherlands and a recently divorced woman that was clearly still in recovery mode.  There was even a very nice woman from Maine, a professional delivery skipper that was willing to make the run with me for free, I expect with the hope that I could open some doors for her to get some paid jobs.  Fair enough and even in our brief discussions, it was clear to me that she’d be an asset aboard.  She had actually delivered boats for Dawgs in the past.

I’m sure that would have worked out well as we have a good number of skippers that need to have a professional on board given a relative lack of experience.  I was very pleased with how patient she was with me as I tried to sort through all of this.  I look forward to meeting her sometime. Perhaps next fall.

Finally, and just a few days ago, I received a note from a fellow member of Salty Dawg that had recently retired and was looking to do the run.   Amazing!  He was willing to join us in St John, all the way from San Francisco.  No problem. The lure of the sea!

Lucky me.

Originally, I was going to head to Bermuda and stop there, to break up the trip.  However, when I spoke to Chris Parker a few days ago, and checked the route on Predict Wind, the run looked like a slow one that would likely include perhaps 4-5 days of motoring.  Not the way I wanted to start the trip.

Furthermore, Chris thinks that by the time our rally from St Thomas begins on May 10th, that there may very well be good winds.

So, that’s where we are going now, perhaps with a stop in St Barths or St Martin along the way.   I do need one more dose of France before we head back to the US.

Well, that’s about it for now so I will leave it at that.

Remember, you can follow me on this blog under “where in the world is Pandora”.   In the past I have generally put up a post every day, describing our run and this time, conditions permitting, I plan on doing that.   And if you want to get a “ping” when I post, sign up and I’ll let you know.

And this year, I am hoping that my Starlink will allow me to include photos and videos.  Who knew that within my lifetime there would be affordable, if $250/month is affordable, broadband for small boats at sea.

Ok, enough for now.  Time to make the coffee and relax until the customs agent deem it appropriate to open up for the day.  Fingers crossed for a smooth trip.

The journey begins, well after 8:30 if I am lucky.

 

Last Sunday I returned to Antigua and Pandora after a break at home to get the place ready for the summer.  It was a whirlwind of family visits and a sprint to get the gardens and lawn in shape.

Keeping both Pandora and our home in CT in good order is quite a handful but I have to say that it suits me just (well mostly) right.  Summer in New England and winters in the Caribbean.  That’s not to say that it’s easy maintaining two “homes” but so far, so good.

After focusing on our home in Ct for a few weeks, I can turn my attention to planning for my departure for Bermuda next week.  It’s hard to believe that the winter cruising season has come and gone as it seems like only yesterday that I was focused on getting Pandora to Antigua and participating in the Salty Dawg Rally.

It’s been a busy few days with meetings to organize the arrival events for November when the fleet comes down here again.

Yesterday I was treated to a lunch with the Commissioner of the National Parks and Governor General of Antigua. I spend a good amount of time with Ann Marie of Parks but my only formal interaction with His Excellency, the Governor General was when he presented me with a medal last year.  I was particularly touched that he was able to make time for lunch as he is scheduled to fly to London for the King’s coronation today.   He is a very impressive guy and looks the part of someone who would report to a King.

Our lunch was very nice and took me back to that amazing day when Brenda and I were whisked off to St John to what turned out to be quite a ceremony.   I wrote about that remarkable experience in this post. 

In a week of events, I was also interviewed by the Antigua TV station about Salty Dawg this morning.  I learned about the plan at lunch yesterday and was told to show up in the Dockyard at 6:45 AM.  It was a great experience to be live on morning news and particularly fun to talk about Salty Dawg.    As soon as I get a link to that show, I’ll post it.

As I sit here I’ll admit that I am a bit overwhelmed as I also have to focus on getting all the events, about a dozen, organized for the arrival of the Salty Dawg Rally to Antigua next November.   Our numbers have been creeping up steadily over the years and I expect that we will have 100 boats, perhaps more, leaving the US with about 80 boats making landfall in Antigua next fall.

To make matters a bit more crazy, one of my two crew had to bail at the last minute due to health issues and finding someone with less than a week to go before departure is proving to be a bit challenging.   Fingers crossed as I do have a few options that I am exploring.

Heading home with Pandora this year will be a landmark for me as I plan on stopping in Bermuda.  The last time I was there marked my very first offshore run, perhaps 30 years ago when I helped a friend bring their boat back from the Bermuda Race.  And here I am several decades later marking our 11th year as “snowbirds”.

It’s safe to say that there has been a lot of water “under the keel” since then with tens of thousands of miles and a lot of ground covered for me and Brenda.

Back when we began sailing with Brenda in the late 70s, in Highschool, I never envisioned that this last season would mark the beginning of our second decade of winters in tropical waters or that I’d be entering my second decade as a “retired person”.  And, speaking of landmarks, this year marks the beginning of Brenda’s and my 6th decade together.

Anyway, there is a lot going on here in Antigua and last weekend marked the end of the Classic Yacht Regatta, an amazing event that brings together some of the most iconic classic sailing yachts for days of racing.

On Sunday I attended the awards ceremony and also afternoon tea and gig racing at the Admiral’s Inn.

A group of women with a decidedly British bent, put on quite a spread.  This well dressed woman was clearly enjoying herself and a pastry. Setting aside the food, the highlight was a series of races featuring gigs from some of the classic yachts.   There were hundreds of spectators and plenty of refreshments with a bit more horsepower than tea to keep everyone in high spirits. (pun intended)There was an endless series of heats with a variety of themes.  Rowing with kids, rowing in costume, sculling and all in great spirit.  It was a lot of fun to watch the action.  And at the end of the races, a lovely sight at the dock. In the nearby dockyard, a forest of varnished masts. And an amazing number of beautifully maintained classic yachts.  Some of the biggest boats that would normally participate were not in attendance due to scheduling conflicts but there were more entries than ever, I understand.

From the smallest Caribbean, beach built, Carriacou sloops. The classic Ticonderoga, known as Big Ti, was there, often referred to as one of the finest creations of L. Francis Herreshoff. And a particularly charming boat obviously from the North Sea.  Note the long spar off of the transom. And the Blue Peter, built in Scotland in 1930.  Learn more about her at this link.  She is a remarkable yacht.
And this beauty, owned by Paul Deeth who’s parents sailed her around the world.  Paul and his sister Astrid operate the Admiral’s Inn in Antigua and have been very helpful to me over the years in organizing arrival events for the rally.
Adix was the queen of the fleet at over 200′.  She’s looks like an antique but was built in 1984.   A remarkable yacht.   Check her out here. There’s no shortage of beautiful boats to talk about but perhaps I’ll leave it at that for the moment.

So, where does this all leave me?   As Pandora heads home from a winter season in the Caribbean, and the summer cruising season in the northeast begins, is the season beginning or ending?

For us I suppose that one could argue that it’s been an “endless summer” for the past decade and I am hopeful that our health will hold and that “winter” won’t kick in for at least a few more years.

For now, all I can think about is having a safe and smooth passage north for our next “summer”.

In the meantime, love hanging out here in Antigua and seeing all those amazing classics up close.

Hope I can fill that open crew slot in time.  Wish me luck.

It’s a bittersweet day as I sit here in Falmouth Harbor, Antigau, where we began our winter of cruising a few months ago as tomorrow Brenda an I fly home to CT and our “land home”.

It’s been nearly two weeks since my last post but with our friends Peter and Jane aboard with every day busy sightseeing or moving to yet another island, there has hardly been time to write.

I have to say that I am looking forward to being back on land and getting our home and gardens up and running again after a long winters rest.  The daffodils should be in bloom unless the deer haven’t nipped them down to the ground.  I planted dozens last fall so, fingers crossed.

Peter and Jane were with us for nearly two weeks as we moved Pandora north from St Lucia to Antigua, about 200 miles, visiting St Lucia, Martinique, Dominica, Les Saintes and Guadeloupe along the way.   I will admit that it sometimes felt like a forced march as we moved nearly every day and the winds were pretty strong, and from north of east, so we were constantly close-reaching when making our way between islands in the ocean swells.

Brenda did pretty well but yesterday she was uncomfortable as we slogged our way the last 50 miles from Guadeloupe, hit by three squalls that brought gusty winds and very confused seas.

It was good to be back in the calm of Falmouth Harbor.  And, speaking of Antigua, after a winter of moving from island to island and paying generally $5 or less to clear into every new country, I had forgotten how expensive it is to arrive in Antigua when I was presented with a bill for $150 in English Harbor yesterday.

Having said that, I still think that Antigua is the best place to make landfall to begin or end a season of cruising the Caribbean.   And, when things break someone to put things right is just a phone call away.  Unfortunately, on that score, I have an engine guy coming out today to look at my dodgy engine cooling system.  Fingers crossed that the “fix” won’t be too expensive.

I’ll admit that it is particularly galling that the problem, salt water getting into the fresh water cooling system, is exactly what I paid more than $500 to “fix” at the Deltaville Boat Yard last summer, as part of that horrific and ridiculously expensive upgrade to my battery system that went so badly.

If you ever consider leaving your boat in Deltaville there are plenty of yards that do good work.   Deltaville Boat Yard, where I had such a bad experience, generally does good work.  And, you are likely to be happy if you don’t want to hear from them regularly, have months to wait for them to complete the job and are willing to give them a blank checkbook.  Enough said about that I guess.

After a few weeks at home, I will be returning to Antigua to begin my run north with Pandora at the beginning of May, complete with a planned stop in Bermuda.

Being home will be nice as getting things done is always a lot easier on land but I will surely miss the beautiful sunsets and ever changing clouds like this shot that I took in Les Saintes, a lovely island archipelago on the south end of Guadeloupe. And, speaking of clouds, I have written often of the Cloud Appreciation Society and their daily “clouds”, photos of clouds chosen from photos submitted by their nearly 60,000 members.   I have submitted many of my own photos over the last few years and am always thrilled when one is chosen to “publish” when they send it out to all their members.

Happily, a few days ago my photo was sent out, a shot that I  took in the mountains of Dominica when we walked down into an extinct volcano to see some Sulphur vents.  I’m not sure but think that this photo is the 5th or 6th of mine that they have used.  Pretty neat and thrilling to see when it happens.

This spot was high in the mountains and the landscape was made up of giant tree ferns bathed in near constant mist from the clouds that form over the tops of the “islands that kiss the clouds”.

Along with publishing photos, sent to members every day, they provide detailed descriptions of what the photos document.  So, here’s my photo and what they had to say about it.

“Nicknamed ’The Nature Island’ of the Caribbean, Dominica lies in the West Indies and boasts mountainous rainforests abundant with plants and animals. They also host a fair few clouds, like these Stratus spotted by Bob Osborn (Member 54,749), who tells us the island’s mountain peaks are almost always shrouded in clouds. These, Bob explains, ‘keep everything lush, including the giant tree ferns that are abundant here.’ But the flow of nourishment is a two-way street. Not only do the clouds help maintain the forests, but the forests in turn contribute to the formation of the clouds. Trees in rainforests introduce moisture into the air through the process of transpiration. This is the tree equivalent of sweating, when moisture evaporates from their leaves to help keep them cool. The moist air rises and can cool enough to condense into cloud. In time, the clouds release rain and hand their moisture back to the trees, creating a self-sustaining ecosystem in which land and sky support one another. “

So, here we are, heading home again, and for the 9th time in 11 years, I will soon be bringing Pandora back north for the summer.

I’m already thinking about projects that I will do aboard her this summer and hope that we will have some time to do a bit of cruising in New England.  Perhaps we might get really lucky and get our oldest granddaughter Tori aboard so we can introduce her to Pandora.  One can always hope…

Yes, heading home soon and a cloud worth sharing.  Check and check…

Stand by as there is more to come.  And, with Starlink aboard Pandora, my posts on passage should even include photos, of clouds no doubt…

Well, here we are, in Rodney Bay St Lucia where we will meet our friends Peter and Jane for a ten day visit as we make our way back to Antigua.   In the next slip over is Kalunamoo, our good friends Bill and Maureen, who we have been buddy boating for over a decade now, having met them during our very first run down the ICW back in 2012.

Never in my wildest dreams that year, new to the whole cruising thing, that I’d be writing from St Lucia today.  Another thing that I would never have imagined would be Starlink giving us broadband internet at speeds that are sometimes faster than cable at home.  Back in 2012 we did have cell phones but coverage has been a perpetual problem for us both in the US and in the islands.

Here’s the semi-permanent install up on the aft portion of the solar panel.  As you may recall, that installation exercise nearly cost me a few fingers when I forgot to turn off the wind generator and it clipped my hand.  Nasty and really bl0ody.  I still have ‘t been able to get the blood out of the bimini canvas or the chaps on the dink that were spattered.

Well, three weeks later my hand is mostly healed and I can go swimming again.  However, I will carry some impressive scars to remind myself of how lucky I am.  On the bright side, if anyone ever calls Brenda and asks “does your husband have any scars or unique identifying features?”  Never, mind…Perhaps I need to get a tattoo.

It’s hard to believe that we are less than two weeks away from returning to the US.  I will admit that I am excited about getting things going again at home with the gardens and summer projects.

We have our friends Peter and Jane meeting us here in St Lucia tomorrow which sort of signals the end of the season.  We plan to tour the island on Wednesday and then begin to make our way back to Antigua where we will fly home with them on April 1st.

Mid May I’ll head back to Antigua to get Pandora ready to make the run home to CT with a week long stop in Bermuda.  It’s hard to believe that it’s been about 3o years since I was last in Bermuda when I helped a fellow Norwalk Yacht Club member bring his boat back to Norwalk after running in the Bermuda race.    I’ll admit that it all seems like a thousand years ago.

Our run with Peter and Jane will probably end up feeling a bit like a club cruise, or forced march, as we have a hard date to be back in Antigua.  The primary problem is that it continues to be quite windy with a few mild days tossed in for good measure.

We are flexible to an extent on where we will be stopping  but do need to be in Antigua in time for our flight on the 1st so keeping a close eye on the weather will be important.  Sporty isn’t all that much fun and this season has mostly been all about sporty, with one notable exception when we made our way here last week.

All and all, it’s been a fairly easy season, setting aside nearly cutting off a few fingers, as we haven’t covered very much distance at all, handing out in most places we have visited until the anchor chain was beginning to get a bit slimy.

It’s hard to believe that it’s been more than a decade since that first run down the ICW and here we are.

It’s worth noting that we were here in this marina, and with Kalunamoo, when the pandemic hit and locked everything down.

The good news is that things are generally back to normal.  But one way or the other, we will be heading home soon and putting a wrap on this season.

I guess it’s time to begin making plans for the summer before the “honey-do” list gets too long.

 

 

 

 

It’s been a week since my mishap with the wind generator and I am feeling much better, thankyou.   The cuts are beginning to itch and I am very much looking forward to getting the stiches out, supposedly on Tuesday.

The last few days have been uncharacteristically still with almost no wind to keep things cool.  Happily, it does cool down quite a bit at night so sleeping isn’t a problem.

We moved into La Marin to be closer to shopping and less exposed to the small chop in St Anne,  There are also a good number of places to eat out and renting a car there is also quite easy.

To that point, we took a day to drive around the island and visit some distilleries with our friends Lynn and Mark on Roxy on Wednesday.   I have been on the hunt for some interesting rums for some friends and our travels did not disappoint.

In particular, I enjoy Clement, a great place to visit.  This short video, also featured on their website, captures the spirit, pun intended, of Martinique.Since the pandemic, like so many businesses that had to close, they took advantage of the shutdown to remodel their tasting room.   Unlike similar businesses in the US that charge for tastings, at most distilleries in the islands, you can try as many as you wish.  And, because taxation on spirits in the islands is so much different than in the US, prices at the liquor store are considerably less here.  For about $25-$50 you can get a very nice bottle of 10 year old rum and a very decent rum is in the teens.

You can tell from the face of the building that this place is something special.  Stainless cladding. The tasting room at Clement is impressive with their product dramatically displayed. This selection is just their basic product.   Pretty good anyway and about $15 a bottle. And the better stuff.  Want to spend $1,000 a bottle, that’s possible but probably not necessary.  This was a particularly dramatic display in a tall stairwell. Upon closer inspection, reflected in mirrors on the bottom of each shelf. These bottles show off the various colors of their rums.If you want to purchase product, and everyone does, they will store your purchases while you tour the sculpture gardens.  We’ve been here before but it’s always worth another look.  Quite dramatic and huge sculptures.And a reminder that this place has been in business for a long time.  Very tropical.And now onto another topic.

Many of us, should I say “of a certain age” struggle to get in and out of the dink, even when we haven’t had much rum to drink.  At the junction of water and land, there are generally docks, often questionable.  Some have high ladders and others are just plain sketchy with splintered boards that we have to crawl onto.

This has been a source of great frustration for Brenda who in addition to hating the whole “spectator sport” of watching her navigate from dink to dock and back again judges a town by the quality of the docks.  And, she is not alone as so many of us aren’t quite as spry as we once were.

Enter the Ya Ya bar.

Last week we were climbing, not all that gracefully, out onto yet another dock and as Brenda got up onto her feet, a woman nearby said, “you should get one of these for your dink” pointing to a bar that has been installed on theirs.   Her husband, who had a bad stroke a while back, needed a way to steady himself in the dink so they had a bar installed to help him get in and out.  She then pointed to a nearby shop, Inoxalu.  The business is owned by a very nice German couple.  The husband Kai, is soft spoken and extremely precise in his work.  It was clear that he thinks hard to make sure that form follows function.  He took time with Brenda in the dink to make measurements so it was the right height to help her and also to find a way to secure the structure to the dink without needing to drill any holes through the hull.

I think that he did a masterful job of putting it all together.

We had the bar installed on the starboard side of the dink as that’s the side that we always pull up to our transom when entering the dink from Pandora. It straddles the seat so it’s a good backrest to help Brenda feel more secure when we are blasting along over the choppy water in the harbor. As we did not want him to bolt the bar directly through the bottom of the boat so  he fabricated some very nice fittings for the pipe to go into.   This is the aft fitting and the pipe can easily be unbolted and removed. The forward outboard fitting is also bolted into a ridge running down the bottom of the dink.And there is a third leg that bolts onto a ridge aft of the forward fuel tank to give the whole structure rigidity.  The bar is very sold and does not wiggle at all.   It works exactly as advertised and Brenda is already finding that it makes getting in and out of the dink much easier.

She even has a name of it and christened it “My Ya Ya Bar”.  And for those of  you that are not aware the names of such things, this is her takeoff of “Granny Bar” the braces that stand on either side of a mast for you to lean up against when it’s rough.  Oh yeah, to be clear, Ya Ya is what our grandchildren call her if you are wondering were in the world that came from.

So there you have it, in one day we became the proud recipients of “A Ya Ya bar and a bottle of rum…” with apologies to pirates everywhere. as we toured the island and waited for the work on our dink to be completed.

And to make things even better, Brenda likes it.   And that’s good.