The best possible weather forecast, I hope…
The 120 mile overnight run from St Barts to St John was uneventful and we made good time. Craig and I took a mooring in the national park, a really nice area, for a few days before Alex arrived. The water was an amazing blue and there were turtles all over the place.
In preparation for our run north, beginning tomorrow, Tuesday, we decided to head to a marina in Red Hook, on St Thomas. It’s a lot easier to prepare, getting the dink up on deck and getting provisions from a marina.
The marina is part of the IGY family of marinas, the same company that runs the one in St Lucia that we stayed at in Rodney Bay. Their rates tend to be a bit more reasonable than others. Plenty of services nearby.
The view of nearby St John this morning as the sun came up, was pretty nice.
Under the category of “it takes all types” how about this boat near us in the marina. A great party platform, to be sure.
Being in a marina for a few days was a good idea. A bit of luxury, complete with AC, is a good way to begin a long journey.
So on to the passage north.
I have been wondering, and worrying, about what the weather will be like for our 1,300 mile run to Deltaville VA. I am heading there instead of home as I will be having a new lithium battery bank installed along with a wind generator before taking her to New England and home.
We have been relying on Chris Parker for weather routing for a decade as do all of the Salty Dawg Rallies. Chris has a good feel for what sorts of conditions cruisers “of a certain age” look for so he does what he can to help us avoid drama along the way.
Of course, weather is what weather is on a trip of over 3-4 days but he tries to “read the tea leaves” with regards to long range considerations. This is important for a run like ours, that will take perhaps 8-10 days. While the weather for early days of the run are pretty clear, after 5 days it is possible that we will encounter conditions that look a lot different than what it looks like when we head out.
As an additional tool to monitor the weather, I also subscribe to Predict Wind and am able to download weather GRIBS twice a day via the Iridium Go satellite unit. It’s an expensive bit of gear but well worth it for the long passages. By seeing graphically on my screen what I am hearing from Chris Parker’s forecast, I am able to better visualize what he is talking about.
While the confidence of what the forecast is saying is a lot less certain after the first few days, Chris monitors the weather in Canada and the upper atmosphere thousands of miles away to try and get a feel for what is coming our way perhaps a week from now.
I say this as nearly every time I make a long run, Chris’s comments are always something like “well, that’s a long way off and a lot can change” when it comes to the conditions we may face. Also, there just about always seems to be something nasty ahead of us to make the run a bit more arduous.
However, when we had our weather briefing yesterday, Chris was uncharacteristically upbeat with how he described the conditions that we were likely to face on our run north. His comment was something like “I can’t imagine a better forecast”. That’s good, very good.
Without going into too much detail, this is what the current conditions look like for our departure tomorrow. It does look quite alarming up north where there are currently gales. However, by the time we get there the system will have moved out of the area. You can see the various tracks that the computer has recommended based on a number of different weather models. See the boat icon, Pandora, at the bottom of the image.
It’s a bit hard to see but the green areas are wind in the mid teens and we will be on a broad reach. Not ideal, as I’d like a bit more wind when it’s behind us, but pretty good.
As we make our way north, conditions continue to be good with favorable winds, and you can see that the nasty low has moved out of the area. We will continue to have wind aft of the beam, and hopefully it will be strong enough to keep us moving at a good speed.
Finally, as we approach the US east coast, there is a bit of uncertainty with a weak low forecasted to exit the coast. Again, Chris feels a high degree of confidence that it will not amount to much. Fingers crossed that it will be long gone by the time we cross the gulf stream off of Cape Hatteras and arrive at the mouth of the Chesapeake Bay.
All and all, it looks like the wind will be favorable for the entire trip if perhaps a bit light at times. Light wind isn’t a huge problem as I have plenty of fuel, so bring it on.
Over the years of working with Chris and getting his forecasts, there always seems to have been something on the horizon that is particularly worrisome but this time I am encouraged by Chris’s upbeat assessment of what lies ahead.
Just for fun, if you want to follow the fleet for the run home, check out this link to the Salty Dawg Homeward Bound rally page and see where we are relative to the rest of the fleet. There is a list of the participating boats to the right and you can click on Pandora to see where we are at any given time. If you don’t see the list of boats on that page follow this link to my own dedicated predict wind page. which is a bit easier to use but leaves out the other boats. The tracker will update our position every few hours as we make our way north.
Let’s hope that when we arrive in Deltaville that we will look back and say “that was the best forecast ever!”
I’m counting on it, I hope…



On this trip I decided to ask what it would cost to tie up on the dock in the inner harbor. I was shocked to learn that it was surprisingly cheap, something like $30/day. Perhaps it’s because it is late in the season as I know that it’s impossible to get in here during the holidays.
Anyway, she’s riding well now. To say that we are close to “town” doesn’t begin to describe it.
Just behind the dock is main street Gustavia, lined with every imaginable high end boutiques.
French cheeses and wines are abundant and fairly reasonably priced. The fresh produce in the market, literally 20 steps from our transom, is amazing.
And an endless number of high end restaurants, along with a few for those of us that “have to ask what it costs”, like me.
Here’s a closeup of where she is, the last boat on the string, near all the dinks.
We also spied the St Barts Yellow Submarine, a glass bottom boat that you can go out on to view the local reefs. I wonder where it was made. It looks like fun.
Once we were up at the lighthouse, we could look down toward the island airport and watch the crazy approach that planes have to make to land on what appears to be a remarkably short runway.
They zip overhead, so close you feel like you could reach up and touch them.
After clearing the ridge, or mountain, at the western end of the runway, they dive down the other side to land. The planes fly at treetop level over the ridge and then go into a steep dive. Yes, it’s that steep. Actually worse than this photo suggests.
And then, in seconds, are on the ground.
From up on the hill you can peek into the amazing homes that ring the harbor. How about this spot, with “his and hers” pools.
I looked in a real-estate office and, as expected, homes were listed for tens of millions. As you can imagine, the Russian Oligarchs are well represented here, or were before they had to flee due to sanctions.
Being here for a few days, tied up on the dock, so close to town and all the sights, has been a real treat. Hope that Brenda and I will be able to visit here sometime in the future.
Fast forward a week and it’s still unpleasant with a major low heading east off of the coast. It is this sort of pattern that is the norm until things settle down in the late spring, think late May, early June. Sure, the wind direction NE of the Bahamas isn’t all that strong but it’s right out of the north. Not good at all for heading to the Chesapeake.
Sure, these two snapshots of the coming weather don’t tell the whole story but it’s clear that it’s way to early to try to “get there from here”.
It was awesome to be aboard such a spectacular yacht for three days of racing. The wind was forecast to be breezy and that’s exactly what we got.
Each day we had different colored shirts, including those donated by Carib beer. I love that brand and to have a bright yellow shirt and hat to match was great fun.
What a thrill to be aboard and underway.
The “crew” from Carib beer.
The crew thought nothing of climbing, no make that scampering, up the mast to untangle whatever.
To sail on Columbia in “sporty” conditions is nothing short of spectacular! Blasting along in 25-30kts of wind made for a pretty wet ride. At the end of this short video, watch someone be swept down the deck by a boarding wave. My primary job was to tail the port foremast runner. Split second timing was needed to secure the line during a tack. It took three of us to manage the lines. The next three images compliments of Ed Gifford, a great guy, who was onboard as one of the photographers.
This is what happens if you get the timing off, heading to the leeward rail too early. When we were preparing to tack, the three of us would get into position just before the tack. The captain would bear off a bit to gain speed and nd blue water piled up over the rail. I was swept off of my feet once before I learned better. Sometimes, it wasn’t possible to stay out of the maelstrom.
One of the other visiting crew was swept down the side of the boat and while he stayed aboard, his pants came down, underwear and all, to his ankles. Good thing that he was able to keep them from being swept over the side. I doubt that he had a spare pair of shorts handy. “Excuse me, do you have a spare pair of drawers? Mine went over the side. I’d really rather you didn’t stare, or laugh, thankyou very much.”
When I saw these waves sweep the decks, I could only imagine what it must have been like to be in the North Atlantic in the winter fishing for cod when boats like Columbia were the norm. These waves were pretty big and it was just a lovely day for sailing. Imagine a storm…
With my birthday coming up soon, Brenda insisted that I get one too. This photo is probably the coolest that I will ever look. As much as I try, I am just not a particularly cool guy.
It is a really spectacular piece.
The regatta was put on by the Antigua Yacht Club. They are very supportive of the Salty Dawg Rally and are the center of the sailing community in Antigua.
Of course, where there is Carib beer, there are Carib girls.
And a lot of spectacular yachts including Aquijo. She is huge, at nearly 300′ long and billed as the world’s largest performance sailing yacht.
Columbia is less than half of her length and is still a really huge yacht herself. Yes, I realize it’s tough to see so here’s a closeup.
Everything about her is enormous. Note the size of the main boom with a member of the crew walking along the top
And, she is as shiny as she is huge.
Of course, what would a visit to Antigua be without spending time with our friends at the Antigua and Barbuda Royal Naval Tot Club, and we did just that. Of course, we had some “Tots” on the lawn in Nelson’s Dockyard.
And even a Tot aboard the lovely 110′ schooner Aschanti IV.
Members of the Tot Club, including the owner of Ashanti IV, can fly the official burgee of the club, the White Pennant.
I have been saying for years that Antigua is the best place to begin and end the cruising season and being back here, our last stop before I begin running Pandora north and home. We decided to treat ourselves to a few days on the docks in Nelson’s Dockyard, a wonderful end to a great season of sailing in the Caribbean.
So, here I am, finishing up on what is likely my last post before heading home to the US until I return in a few weeks to begin my run home.
As Pandora cuts through the waves, we scare up a lot of flying fish and the seabirds have learned to fly over the waves just in front of our bow to catch the fish that jump out of the water, as they scurry out of our way. This is a brown booby, an impressive bird that lives just about all of it’s life offshore, only going to land to lay eggs.
This may be another shot of a booby but I am not sure. I could not find a photo that matched but I think it’s another species.
We also passed a large school of very enthusiastic dolphins that leapt from the water, but they are notoriously difficult to photograph. Sorry, no images.
And, speaking of schooners. Ashanti, at over 100′ long, is a beauty and I was aboard her as well back in 2018 for a
It is rare to see so many wonderful boats in one place and the Classics is one that draws them. I walked the docks today for a gander.
The yachts that pack the marina are certainly not all classics and there are quite a few that are so huge that they dwarf even the biggest sailboats. One of the largest is the Mayan Queen at 306′ long. Her “beach club”, as the sunning area on the stern of yachts is referred to, gives a good feel for her scale. Imagine how large the interior space is?
It is fitting that this one is called Alpha Nero, as the is “alpha” in every way and no slouch at 270′. She is reported to belong to a Russian. Not surprisingly, nearly all of the yachts owned by Russians have fled the area as of weeks ago as sanctions have been levied on many of them in reprisal for the invasion of Ukraine.
An anchor and chain is a huge weight on a boat and one way to address this is to store your yacht’s anchor on a tender. This boat is designed to carry the anchor for a maxi race boat. They deploy the anchor and pass the chain to the “mother ship”.
And, they won’t have to wait long for the anchor to be delivered with over 1,000 hp. Yup, another Russian owns this boat. The boat that they tender is Scorpios, a 125′ racing yacht, one of the fastest in the world, launched in 2021. Impressive graphics.

She belongs to Limitless, which is what your bank account would need to look like if you owned a yacht like this. She is 315′ long, again, huge. Her owner is Leslie Wexner, the founder of The Limited. He acquired a number of other iconic brands including Abercrombie and Fitch and Victoria’s Secret. Note the open area on the starboard quarter. That is the “garage” for the tender pictured above.
A huge amount of work goes into keeping a yacht in, well, “yachting trim”. These guys were washing the side of a huge sailing yacht today. This tender carries it’s own water supply, kept full from the dock by a large hose. I guess that by carrying their own water they can have an adequate supply even if the pressure from shore isn’t enough to spray high on the hull. Why didn’t I think of that?
And, with a large yacht, you need large fenders, and lots of them. Notice the ones laying sideways on the dock. A rigger is working on one of their forestays and roller furler that is really, really long.
Most of the yachts here have been built fairly recently but not this beauty, Talitha, 271′ long, built in 1930 for the founder of Packard Cars. She is currently owned Mark Getty, the son of JP Getty. Interestingly, Mark Getty founded Getty Images, a clearinghouse for professional photographs used worldwide. It is clear that Mark has fabulous taste. Boy, would I love to get aboard her for a tour.
Ok, one more photo of a sailing yacht that is a big contrast to all the ladies that are in town for the Classic Yacht Regatta. She is the maxi racer named “Controlling The Animal, L4”, a mouthful of a name, launched in 2021. She is one of the fastest racing yachts in the world and she really looks the part.
It’s great to be back in Antigua again, where I made landfall back in November. There is no shortage of magnificent yachts to look at, that’s for sure.
Tonight Brenda and I will be attending a meeting of the Tot Club and it will be fun to reconnect with friends. Perhaps I can get a replacement membership card to put in my new wallet, when I finally get it. Remember that lost wallet, the one I lost when I was in Martinique? So far, nobody has tried to use any of the credit cards that I lost. Fingers crossed that they won’t…