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Cas en Bas beach, St. Lucia with an old rocket booster that landed here
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Maria hiking in St. Lucia
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"Vision", the Ocean Cruising Club Port Officer in St. Lucia with his family
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An Ocean Cruising Club dinner in St. Lucia
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Maria and Jen (Tanglewood) at Cas en Bas beach
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Cas en Bas beach, St. Lucia
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Drone picture of the entrance to Rodney Bay Marina, St. Lucia
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Our trusty Yanmar engine getting some much needed care...
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Savannah Sky in Sweet Bequia
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Dinner with our Blue Water Rally sailing friends, Katrin and Steve (Dorado)
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Sweet Bequia. Savannah Sky is the last boat at the bottom of the picture. Note the anchor and keel scars behind her, indicating boats that hit the reef located there. Geeze.
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Savannah Sky under sail - taken by Cat Tales, off Union Island, St. Vincent
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Sweet Bequia as I first saw her in 1970
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Sunset in Sweet Bequia
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Mick outside the Bequia liquor store
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Sailors in Bequia headed for the floating bar, Bar One, on the left side of the picture
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St. Georges, Grenada. It has changed a little since this picture was taken, ha ha.
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Cassada Bay, Carriacou
S/Y Savannah Sky – March
31, 2024 – Log #18
Savannah Sky Position: 12 degrees 02’ N, 61 degrees 45’ W
St. Georges, Grenada, Caribbean
Back
in Grenada
Let’s
see, a lot of water has passed beneath our keel since the last blog entry, or
so it seems.
We left
St. Lucia with our fully serviced and repaired engine, new high pressure water
maker hose, new sails and lots of groceries for the voyage south.
Our
next landfall was in Sweet Bequia, once again.
Winter sailing
crowds have departed, so all we get to watch were wayward charter boats running
aground on the reef right behind where Savannah Sky was moored or anchor too
close to other boats in the dark of night.
At
least we are not lacking for entertainment with all the activity!
We
spent our days hiking, eating lunch with friends and even a few Happy Hours at
a great place called the Cocktail Lab.
The mixologist
at the Cocktail Lab, Ivor, was amazing at what he could whip up, given just a
name of a particular drink. Of course he
has his specialties too, as well as local Hairoun beer and an assortment of RUM.
Dawn
and Laurie (Cat Tales), their guests for a week (Leo and Jo-Anne from Canada),
Linda and Garry (x-July Indian) as well as Charlie and Anina (Prism – who crewed
with us across the Atlantic this season) were fun to be with as we lounged in
Bequia.
Mick Jagger
even made a visit to Bequia, from his home on the neighboring island of
Mustique. Mick (well, as everyone knows
his name) even posted a picture of himself outside the local liquor store, of
all places.
The infamous
“Boley Bash” even took place where musicians gather and jam the night away. Some sailors are ‘retired’ musicians who
never forget how to play or entertain an audience to keep things rocking.
Then it
was time for more fare-the-wells, as sailors always tend to do during the
waning sailing season that is upon us.
Prism
went to Trinidad, x-July Indian went back to Canada while Cat Tales stayed
around to keep us company before we sailed down to Carriacou.
Arrival
at the smallish island of Carriacou (part of Grenada) took place just before a
monster storm tore through the Bahamas, sending long swells from the far-off
storm into the bay we were anchored. That
same storm also destroyed our beloved Trade winds, giving us a strange west
wind that blew directly into the anchorage.
Luckily,
we departed Carriacou’s Tyrell Bay just before the nasty wind and seas
penetrated this far south, where it created very uncomfortable conditions for
those boats at anchor in the bay.
We followed
Cat Tales around to the seldom visited eastern side of Carriacou and a lovely anchorage
called Cassada Bay. This remote place
gave us a bit of shelter from the unfavorable weather on the other, western
side of Carriacou.
However,
all was not as smooth as we hoped at Cassada Bay.
Around
midnight and again at 2:30 in the morning we were hit by what Maria thought was
a volcanic eruption under our boat.
Savannah
Sky bounced, as well as rock and rolled to a beat that was pretty incredible
and very uncomfortable for a few minutes each time.
Sometimes,
when the strong tide changes on the east side of Carriacou, bad things can still
happen, as we felt the nasty waves that awoke us from a nice relaxing sleep.
The mainland
of Grenada could easily be seen from our anchorage so we left the deserted bay
and sailed further south, arriving in time for lunch at Port Louis Marina.
Port
Louis Marina: where we made landfall after crossing the Atlantic Ocean in
December. PLM, as it is known, also has
the absolute best hot showers in the entire Caribbean.
Funny
how that all worked out, ha ha.
Now it
is time to prepare Savannah Sky for summer hurricane storage in Grenada.
Our storage
preparation will take us the good part of two weeks with another week’s worth
of work while she is out of the water and secured on dry land.
Maria
is pretty much ready for life on land again, after nearly a year away out at
sea and at anchor.
Having
sailed over 5,200 nm this season is far enough for her; she reminds me from
time to time.
Captain
Steve, well… he’s got salt water on his brain.
Sail
on, sail on Savannah Sky…
