San~San Adventures

News, News and More News…

 Sometimes, life is boring and normal, and then there are times when life is all but slow; Things seem to change at a rapid pace. A wise man once said, ” The only constant is change.” I agree, however, sometimes you are ready for a change but when it comes it knocks the wind out of you.

The GOOD news!

Hey It’s all good news.  GR has taken advantage of an awesome opportunity. Currently, he is in the Bahamas on a 142′ Richmond yacht. He is the Chief Engineer! This position was not exactly what he was aiming for when he started this journey into the Yachting Industry. Initially, He was shooting for a Captain position. Yet, this opportunity came at a perfect time, and he is able to take full advantage of some wonderful experience with an awesome Captain and Crew. The yacht is based out of Ft. Lauderdale and stays at the dock for the most part but does take a lot of trips during the High Season. And as with any boat, it’s still just a hole in the water that the Owner throws money into, which really just means, maintenance ,maintenance, maintenance!

As for me, I am currently working toward my Real Estate license. I’ll take my State Exam on May 8th. Prayers are appreciated. I am working on a yacht myself it is a 52 ‘ Trumpy an old wooden boat that has won many awards for regatta’s in Abaco, Bahamas. I am helping to restore it to it’s original condition, that is before it sank in a hurricane years ago in Abaco. The boat is right here in Ponce Inlet so I can ride my bike to work which is lovely considering the price of petro!

As for Gia, She is currently preparing to graduate from Pre- kindergarten, And Yes they actually have a formal ceremony for that? Who Knew? Then she will be in Summer Camp and This fall it’s off to Elementary school for the real deal Kindergarten. She recently got a basketball that she is really good with, and I love to play so we’ve been doing that quite often.

Well, love to you all, and yes we are still shopping for the perfect cruising vessel and plan to hit the Seas as soon as humanly possible.

A Pirate’s Life for Me.

Gia played Port Orange Soccer and won a medal and Tournament Ball.

G & Gia Cutting up Pumpkins

Josh was over to help celebrate!

A party at school, Glenda the Good Witch from the Wizard of OZ.

Since we have been back we have sold the boat. She sold realy quickly, thanks to a great website GR made. 42pearson.livesaildie.com

Once we arrived at the slip where San~San would call home I jumped onto the dock to tie us up and sprained my ankle. I wasn’t used to the concrete docks. Ouch! Then we walked about a mile to our house to retreive GR’s car that had been left in the garage for almost a year. When we got there the car battery was dead and the car would not start so we walked back to the Marina. Another mile on my bad ankle, ugh. I was out of commision for about 2 days with this swollen ankle. So GR had to unload all of our belongings off San~San and into the house.

Once we were getting accustomed to the house we had to move from one house and into another. We put 2 rental signs out front of the 2 properties and whichever one rented first we were going to live in the other one. Well wouldn’t you know the house on beachside we were living in was the one to rent. So we packed again and moved into Ponce Inlet.

Our house now is much larger than our living area in the boat or in the Daytona Beach house. We were not complaining about all the extra room! Just like with a boat, with a big house comes maintenace, new carpets and some landscaping and we were sitting pretty comfortably.

GR has finished his Official US Coast Guard Captain’s license, something he has been longing to do for some time. Making good use of all the Sea Time he has acrued over the years. I have taken my PADI - Open Water Diver course and taken the Bartending course, a story I wrote about Gia catching her first fish in St. Thomas made it onto the pages of Lattitudes and Attitudes! Gia has learned to ride her bike with out training wheels, and is riding a skateboard as well as attending Pre-Kindergarten at Warner Christian Academy.

We have maintained friendships with several of the cruiser’s we met while we were at sea.  Barbara from Ooh-La-La drove over to trick or treat with us on Halloween night. Ryan & Morgan from Endorfin came to Daytona to visit and we had a great time catching up at their fancy hotel room. Nate & Jenn called us Christmas morning to say the were going to go skiing.  The large family of Liahona, that we met in Turks & Caicos have also since sold their boat and moved back to the states to continue their adventures. Josh, our first crew aboard San~San, also completed his Captain’s license with GR and is working out of Ft. Lauderdale on different vessels.

We are still in the market for our next boat home and constantly looking. we have one that we like a lot right now, but just waiting for the right time to make the move.

It has been 12 months since we returned to the States. Unfortunately, this does not feel like home. This feels very temporary. It took a while to get used to living aboard. Several months in fact. In the first few months, living aboard felt like camping, like a vacation. As time went on, living day to day, breakfast, lunch and dinner; long passages, longer days just sitting, resting, being patient. Fixing mechanical issues became more tedious practices reminiscent to living in the states, in a home only with much less convenience. Such as not so many Home Depot’s or ACE Hardware stores.  Our eating habits where limited to what we could keep fresh in our small fridge or in the pantry (dry goods) While on the boat we longed for a different menu, this became such a way of life that we feel now looking back that we could go back to that lifestyle.

Try to imagine moving everything you truly need into one bedroom. Include your kitchen, refrigerator, bathroom as well as bedroom and living area. You must of course include the fact that you are almost in constant motion since you live on the water. At first, it may sound so barbaric. But I miss it so much.

Things I think about when I dream about living aboard again are…

waking up with the sun…

falling asleep to the sound of the wind and the waves…

seeing the dolphins swim in our bow wake…

jumping off the boat into the water…

playing games…

reading books…

sunbathing…

walking miles and miles to get the civilazation… or to get away…

meeting new people, in new places…

solitude…

accomplishing a project…

navigating…

cooking…

I used to be excited about going back to Florida and living in a house. But now all I can think about is moving into a boat. The freedom of living on the boat is unexplainable. No ego, all are the same, no impressing others, all are accepted at face value, all are pure as the son of God. No materialistic selfishness, possessions are unimportant, family and time are important.

This is something clearly lost in the American culture. Here I notice the media, and celebrity ideals have pushed their ways in to the home of Americans everywhere. I feel like everyone is looking for something and do not realize that they already have it.

When I look at others who say they are going to leave and haven’t or that they want to leave but… I am sad. I know they happiness the want to know, I had it but I am not sad for myself. For I carry it with me daily. I remind myself of the happiness on the boat and I am complete. Free and complete, this life is only temporary… in more ways than one.

Wednesday May 15th

Meet Caico, the first of our new pair of Kittens. We found Caico through the local S.P.C.A. She an 4 of her siblings we brought in from a cat loving neighbor who found them and their mother. She brought them to the vet had the mother neutered and paid for all the kittens vacinations. She just wanted them to have a good home, how lucky we were to stumble upon 5 of the most precious kittens. We instantly fell in love with Caico, brought her home in this cute little carrying case and loaded up the boat with kitty supplies. Over night we decided it best to get another so she’d have a sibling to play with. That’s when we both said we wanted the gray one. We named her Provo.

Provo is the calm, quiet, sweet, lover an Caico is the psycho, run around and beat everyone up kitty; it’s the perfect blend, they have really adjusted well. And we like ‘em.

Jost Van Dyke - May 8th

Jost Van Dyke, named after a Dutch pirate who haunted these waters centuries ago, is a tiny 4 miles-long and is known for one man Foxy Callwood, owner of Foxy’s Tamarind Bar in Great Harbour.

An extraordinary entrepreneur and the founder of Foxy’s Wooden Boat Regatta held annually in late May. Foxy’s and Jost are synonymous and wherever you go, people who find out you’ve been to Jost will ask How’s Foxy?

A replica of Foxy playing the guitar on stage. Many people leave their shirts and hats plastered all over the walls to mark their stop at Foxy’s!

A wooden boat that Foxy and the local Hig School student were building, a replica Endevour sloop

Foxy founded the Island’s Preservation Society.

He even has his own brewery, literally in the backyard! Foxy’s was definatly fun and I cannot imagine what New Years would be like here as the harbor is really crowded. We bought shirts and a CD of Foxy’s doing his Shtick. The island has more than just Foxy’s though.

A bakery with delicious cinnamon rolls and other delictable goodies, as well as Corsair’s a pirate themed bar a restaurant.

Our highlight was the Ice Cream place that had Dove chocoalate covered ice cream bars! Yum, delicious!

This is an International, a cool truck GR wants when we get home.

From Jost Van Dyke we hoisted the Dinghy up on deck and headed out early am to Puerto Rico. Now that we are in the home stretch of this trip we plan to huff it all the way home. It was an overcast morning and we saw 4 rainbows and caught the tail end of some rainshowers. Overall a great sail between the Islands. Past the southern coast of Puerto Rico, land caused spoptty wind conditions and we motored into a calm, dry night.

Underway Wednesday May 9th

Woke up with about 12 dolphins on our bow, still love that!! At 10 a.m. We stopped at Boqueron for fuel, it was very rolly at their dock, picked up some Doritos and chips and salsa for fuel for our bellies. Overcast hot day and we put on the generator and air and passed out for a much needed nap. After waking up at 6pm we ate dinner and decided it best that we cross the Mona passage that night. Once we reached the end of the coastal area of Puerto Rico conditions worsened and we felt it best to head back call it a night and try to cross during the next day.

Thursday May 10^th

Boy you don’t realize how much you love sleep until you do some overnight passages. That was all we needed to feel 100% better! Our crossing through Mona passage was unbelievably, insanely, cool, calm, clear and perfect. Left at 8a.m. Arrived in Mona Island at 3:30 p.m. And hit the coast of D.R. around 8:30 p.m. What a beautiful starry night we were comforted by the Southern Cross as we sailed into the night.

Passing Mona Island between P.R. and D.R., a lot of Pirates used this Island to hide their booty it has lots of caves.

Friday May 11^th

At 5 a.m. Seas were pure glass not a stich of wind but as the sun rose so did the winds. Averaged 6.6 knots all the way. We thought about stopping for an overnight to catch up on our beauty sleep in D.R. But since the weather was so good we opted on heading to Turks & Caicos asap. So yet another night and the next morning we were approaching Cockburn Harbour to top off on more fuel.

Saturday May 12^th

Cockburn Harbour, South Caicos. The only reason we came into this harbour was to tae advantage of a fuel dock and skip the need of renting a vehicle in Sapodilla Bay. We called ahead on the VHF since it was Saturday we weren’t sure if the fuel dock was open, if they even had fuel or if thir dock would allow our 5.5′ draft. All these questions were answered yes open yes fuel and yes our draft would allow us to tie up to the Government dock, not the marina dock. So we threw up the fenders and dock line preparing to approach.

Only to find a barge aground trying to be righted by a tugboat hogging up the traffic lanes. We circled around for a bit giving both the Tugboat driver and the Barge Crew ample time to get off ground only to lose patience and head over to the dock. This dock was a concrete slab with no cleats to tie to and a 2 ‘ swell so we decided we’d just rent a car in Sapodilla Bay and Jerry Jug it! Now we were off to Long Cay to get some Dinty Moore Beef Stew and biscuits in our bellies and some much needed sleep.

Wall mural here on the Island.

Sunday May 13^th

Off to Sapodilla, another overcast, stagnant, hot day on the ride. As soon as we had Sapodilla in our sights we were surprised to see about 9 boats. Last time we were here we hadn’t seen that many boats in a month. Liahona a 37′ Pearson we made friends with the last time we were here was here to welcome us! It was so nice to drop the hook and enjoy their company over some delicous local pizza.

This is GR’s kinda shirt! HA HA!

Leaving Grenada we were minus two crew, Jenn and Nate are staying in Grenada for a while to see what adventures are available to them from this yachting mecca. Early morning leaving Grenada we were sailing smoothly in pretty big seas. What lay ahead us for the next 400 miles was still unknown but we were optimistic since the winds were east and pushing us in the direction we were heading. Our first day proved smooth and uneventful. After our dinner, the clouds rolled in and we were pelted with rain from about 7pm til midnight on and off. We did 2 hours watches and saw mostly 20-30 knots of wind all night. The next day was blazing hot but cool in the shade of the bimini.We saw dolphins and seagulls were flying next to us every so often. Again, after dinner that night we had to quickly jump into our foul weather gear as the rain came down. The next day was a good one, after 3 days offshore the seas start to look small even if they are 6 ‘, it’s like you become a true salt. I felt like I could have done another 3 days, it’s the nights that suck. This night for dinner since I was feeling so good I made sloppy joes! Yea baby, a good hot meal does wonders! One step ahead we put on our foul weather gear and got ready for the night well in advance. Needless to say it didn’t rain much but it was a fabulous moon, just about 2 nights before full.

400 miles and 3 nights and 4 days later we arrived in St. Croix! We arrived a bit ahead of schedule and anchored at Buck Island just outside the Green Cay Marina entrance. The smell of land was so powerful it was amazing how heightened our senses were. We ate pancakes and went to sleep, woke up about 12pm and headed into the marina for fuel, water, A/C and showers and all the other great amenities one misses while at sea. This marina has been one of the most welcoming we’ve seen. So once in the slip we enjoyed the burger from The Deep End restaurant and called it a night early. After a wonderful night’s sleep in the A/C there were chores to be done. All three of us went up the masts, Gia went up the mizzen mast first, then I went up. I didn’t lock the mizzen halyard very well and it dropped the sail and got stuck at the top. GR went up the main mast to check on all our running and anchor lights, everything was up to par. We looked at 2 boats in the marina one Columbia 50 we’ve seen it once before but it never hurts to refresh ones memory. Another was for sale by owner, a Morgan which was your typical production boat, but yet again it’s always fun to look. St. Croix Marine located in Christiansted is a pretty long walk, how do I know well we got a ride in but the walk back was pretty far. We went into town for some supplies and to say hi to our friends on Sea Loco, a vessel we met in Staniel Cay.

Threw off the dock lines and headed over to Norman Island one of the Out Islands of the British Virgin Islands. Norman Island is said to be named after the priate who is to believed to have buried Spanish gold on the island in the caves.

It is uninhabitated and there is one bar on land (Billy Bones) and one on a Schooner called Willie T’s after William Thornton II, a quaker born on Tortola in 1761. He studied medicine in England and later entered a design competition for the capital building in Washingon D.C. And won. The island is beautiful and green. We picked up a mooring and waxed the dinghy, got it off the deck and continued with some other lame chores we have to do. Watched the sun go down behind St. John’s to the sound of steel drums and party goers at Billy Bones Bar & Restaurant.

Tortola, Soper’s Hole is where the 46′ Kelly Peterson we are looking at is located on a mooring.

Colorful and full of shops Soper’s Hole Marina and Wharf complex is home to Voyage Charter company and Pusser’s Famous Rum Shop complete with a boutique. Customs and a Ferry dock here make this a busy location. Here we met with the Yacht broker who showed us the interior of the Kelly Peterson as well as drove us across the island to see other boats.

The next day we took a 9 mile dinghy ride to Road Town where we bumped into the Mooring headquaters and got to view several big catamarans.

Also there was a charter yacht show and we got invited aboard a 100′ motorsailor. What a cool day!

Lazy Sunday, boats all ready to go to Jost Van Dyke in the morning after we have $0.25 wings tonight at Pusser’s. We are so excited to visit Foxy’s!

Cleared customs in Hillsborough, Carriacou (carry -a koo) the first official landmass of Grenada.

(Gre-Nay-Da!)

The Caranage Bay in St. George, Grenada

In Grenada, St. George’s! Yea, we made it! This is our final destination. The trip from Carriacou was expected to be 8 hours, however, it was completely downwind on a beam reach and we were going 6 – 8 knots easily with just jib and jigger. We anchored in an area called the Lagoon and since we already cleared customs in Carriacou, we got off the boat and walked up to an area of St. George’s parish known as Carenage (car-a naj). The Nutmeg is a restaurant that has been written up in our cruising guide for good cheap lunch so we stopped in. What a view, food was good and the dining room was decorated by a local artist’s paintings for an Art Exhibit! We walked up hill past several beautiful churches with the roofs destroyed. Hurricane Ivan in 2004 demolished 80% of the island but you’d never know it until you saw these churches it was very sad.

Most of the homes have brand new roofs and the churches are usually the last things to be restored after the homes and businesses.

Henry’s Safari Tours! We called Henry on the VHF in the morning and he met us in front of the GYC ( Grenada Yacht Club) gave us the price and explanation of services. He then took us in his tour bus (van) to pick up our driver, Mr. Latouche. Then to his head-quarters surrounded by a plethora of star-fruit trees, papayas and bananas. He happily gifted some bananas and a papaya!

Papaya Tree.

This tour really gave us a great view of the island as well as taught us so much about why this is called the Isle of Spice. 90,000 people on the island, 80% of which own their own land. 80% of those people had damage to their homes and at the least have new roofs. 60% of all trees have something you can eat, because they just through the seeds and new trees grow.

We passed by a plum tree as it is also native.

The driest area is the southern land with the area to the north receiving the most rain and green to show for it. Since almost everyone in each parish is related there is very little crime. There is a flour mill on the island, although they do not grow wheat. Bougainvillea is the National flower and the Dove is the National bird.

Bougainvillea

A new stadium has been built for the National sport of Cricket and next to that is a smaller stadium for Track and Field.

Prime Minister has been in office for 5 years and could spend a lifetime as long as he is being re-elected. We also saw a mahogany tree as we neared Concord Falls waterfall.

After a perfect jump off some rocks 10′ above the water, below was 18′ deep and it was freezing, but the water rushing down was warm and powerful.

Next, we visited Douglaston Plantation that is 1000 acres and used to be a sugar mill but now grows allspice, cloves, nutmeg, cocoa and bay leaves.

To walk into this huge barn and find ladies shelling nutmeg, rocking in their rocking chairs and chatting was so neat.

The red stuff is mace which is not only what is wrapped around the nutmeg but a spice used in cooking meats and fish.

Entrance to the Douglaston Plantation, also a scene from the movie White Squall.

Allspice, Bay leaves, and Cloves.

On Laverie beach sea turtles come to lay eggs and tours are held so you actually watch a miracle as little sea turtles hatch and crawl into the sea! Those tours are held at night but we did get a chance to visit the part of Laverie beach that is protected by reef and okay for swimming.

Cashew Tree

Water Wheel

Rivers rum distillery has the oldest working water wheel in the Caribbean, the water powers the belt that sends the sugar cane plant to the press that squeezes out the juices out of the cane.

Cane going up the conveyor belt.

Cane being pressed.

Scrap pile which puts off a very pungent aroma.

Then it goes into the boiling room where it boils for a couple days to boil the water out of it and more dense.

From there it goes to the vats to ferment for 6-8 days, they measure specific gravity and if it passes the test it is bottled.

There are no preservatives in this stuff, it is amazing, 100% natural!

The last stop in the tour is the bottling where the liquor is stored in the floor so the government can come and measure for tax purposes.

After the tour a taste test is given and I’d like to say it was good but it was like pure alcohol and there was a 69 and 75 proof and we tried the 69! It was hot and we had heartburn for hours afterward. The people of Grenada are a truly fun and fantastically patriotic nation overall one of our top favorite islands!

Headed for St. Vincent & the Grenadines!

We did not know until the night before that our next stop would be Wallilabou (wally-la-boo) was recently the star of Pirates of the Caribbean! In the bay, we were greeted by a man rowing and asking us to let him help us tie to the mooring, we politely refused as we know he just want to be paid for a service we can do ourselves. If you accept from one soon you are swarmed with men in rowboats trying to sell you jewelry fruit and whatever else you’ll pay for. It is rather discouraging and I hope it will be addressed by the government in time.

The Arch in the movie the Pirate’s of the Caribbean.

Parts of the set still located all over the waterfront.

The donkey featured in the film!

Another waterfall!

Thursday April 19^th

Arrived in Bequia, I have been very excited about coming to Bequia because I have heard many cruisers talk about how they love it. At 7 am we sailed in at a whopping 8.8 knots due to some super current and wind. The anchorage is beautiful, water is clear and light blue-green, tons of boats and a mix of sandy beach and grassy shoreline where hand crafted race sailboats lie. Visited a Maritime museum Bequia is famous for the Whale boning days when boats would hunt whales for bones skins etc.

Some guys were in the water trying their little racing sailboats, about 3 foot long replicas of the larger boats. Finally we found a SAIL FAST LIVE SLOW shirt, as well as, SAIL MORE WORK LESS and BORN TO SAIL… forced to work; so we had to buy those. Some very nice stores for provisioning and fresh markets, tons of Internet cafe’s. A book I bought called Rum & Reggae before the trip, had many of the places we planned to stop written up. In Bequia, the guy wrote about a walk across the island where we could see some eastern shore views and visit an old sugar mill. This walk was uphill and downhill for about an hour, luckily it was early in the day so it wasn’t too hot yet. We passed several houses where goats and dogs lived peacefully together, laundry hung out on the line swaying in the cool breeze. The Spring Estate, the old sugar mill, was closed but we were greeted by a little black puppy, we kept walking and decided to check back later. A little further on down the road lined with coconut palms, was a clearing with ocean views, we continued walking past another estate home called the Industry house, a small cottage covered in ivy, it looked like something out of Country Living magazine.

Crescent Beach Inn was a little hotel and restaurant with a beach in the backyard, we stumbled upon their collection of puppies and one kitty cat that seemed to rule the bunch. We parted ways and found the Turtle Santuary where we met Mr. King a man that has saved over 300 turtles to date. Turtles are born from an egg and know nothing of being mothered so they grow no attachment to the humans and return to their natural habitat unharmed.

St. Lucia –

Rodney Bay Marina Complex has a Port of Entry and several restaurants, a laundry facility, marine store, boatyard and mini-market. Once in the slip we had a lot of fun washing and waxing San~San, trimming our main sheet and re-marking our anchor line. In between that there were 232 slips full of boats for our viewing pleasure, then of course there is the boatyard. GR is a professional boat oogeler and I enjoy joining him as we talk about boats that we like and why. Several men approached the Captain and asked if we needed any work done as this is a popular place for cruisers to stop and leave there boat for maintenance to be done while they go home. Spent 2 nights here and once we were finished cleaning and getting ready to go we left, onto Soufriere.

Soufriere and The Pitons

Charming creole building with gingerbread line the streets.

Soufriere is a small town in a wonderland of flora and fauna surrounded by the twin Piton mountains. The town was the set of the movie “Water” starring Michael Caine. This is a big are for those who like snorkeling and hiking. The water is a protected marine park. This am we woke up with the sound of seagulls and waves crashing against the island wall. We moored a the southern tip of St. Lucia, Right next to the great, Piton mountains. Upon exploring the island we saw chickens running wild, trees including bananas, cocoa, mangoes, nutmeg, breadfruit, soursop, and star fuirt. Ginger lily, heliconia and other flowes line the streets. I asked a gentlemen on the street about a tree I saw with what looked like coconuts onlydifferent, he told me it was a calabash and that rastafarians used them for bowls to eat out of. After checking a few of the local eateries out we decided on Hummingbird resort and restaurant.

It was by far the most elegant and charming restaurant we have visited in the Caribbean.

Walls made of pottery coal pots, hand carvings and a terrific view across the pool to the Pitons.

Snorkeled all day and after a grueling afternoon of “liming” > verb - to lime. Or chill. We trekked a whole 100 yards to the Pitons Falls and Mineral bath, this was so beautiful and quite a steep walk up hill but worth it’s weight in GOLD. The entrance is a pure green canopy of palm with bright reds. There are 3 pools to choose from; one hot tub style bath with hot steamy water rushing out a of a bamboo pipe, another two pools connected where initially the water is rushing down warm onto rocks spilling into a shallow pool and then the connecting pool is the runoff from that water.

St. Lucia has many rastas, Rastafarian, that eat out of a calabash bowl. What is a Calabash bowl you ask? Calabash is a plant native to this area, a rasta man will pick it off the tree and cut it in half the scoop out a pumpkin like consistency from the inside of the shell, then the halves are dried out for 4 or five days. I have since seen these calabash bowls sold in expensive shops with painted and made into purses, candle holders all with very ornate details. I have my very own set of calabash bowls thanks to a man named Cecil. We met Cecil when we moored at the Piton mountains. After we tied the boat off to shore (YES!) a man swam from shore to the back of our boat he introduced himself, welcomed us to the island and offered us some beautiful mangoes and some other fruits. Then he asked for $10 E.C. (East Caribbean Currency = $2.70 to U.S. $1) I was very truthful with him and told him we had been $10 E.C.’d to death everyone we meet wants $10 E.C. I chatted with him, I enjoyed talking to him because his voice was like Louis Armstrong very raspy and deep. He told us that he lived off the and and he was just trying to make a living, he informed us that his sister owned this land and he liked to stay away from the village because people there were crazy. I agreed. He left me with those delicious mangoes and something I had never seen; a cocoa fruit, it housed the bean used for making chocolate but you could suck on the pulp of the bean. Not long after our chat we parted ways and I smiled as I watched Cecil approach the next boat. It was a surprise to me after I was snorkeling to hear Cecil calling to me, I swam to shore and he was eating out of this bowl, he told me he”d get me one. So a few hours later Cecil returned with my bowl and I thanked him with some rum. I was happy I got to meet and befriend a true rasta!

San~San tied to shore every sailor’s dream!