San~San Adventures

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.