TUESDAY INTO WEDNESDAY
It was a small 16 seater twin otter plane
that took me to Union Island via Bequia. At 10,000 feet a great way to get a feel for the geography
and seas of the Grenadines, the islands that on one side have the Caribbean Sea
and on the other the deep North Atlantic. Sian and Skipper Patrick were waiting
at the tiny airport where Patrick was also signing in the boat, Cloud Nine, into the country of St Vincent and the Genadines.
We were on board by 3pm and I settled into
our quarters. We were anchored on a heading of 091 degrees and the sturn dipped
and bobbed in the sun which started to go down just west of Union Islands steep
hills. We took the RIB (rigid inflatable boat) over a bar on the edge of the
harbour, Happy Island, for a few beers and cocktails before the preparation of
supper.
It was a moonlight bright harbour at 06: 15,
all blue light and if by arrangement the moon dipped and pushing through the
clouds on the horizon was a golden light from sunrise. All in silhouette and
dark. Distant islands dark as a hats as we ride gently at our mooring.
A small crisis this morning we discovered a
water leak in the aft shower hose (for washing down after swimming) and we had
appeared to have lost all 150 gallons of fresh water! So we motored back into
Union Island and filled up again, having plugged the leak!
By mid morning we
were motoring on a course of 060 degrees to Tobago Cays a collection of reefs and white
beaches - a playground for fish and boats like ours. We saw turtles grazing on sea grass and Rays
skimming the sand looking for lunch.
We had lunch on board, fresh salads from produce bought the previous day
in Union.
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