Monday, December 15
Union Island, Grenadines
Miles traveled: 11.2 nm
We started the day listening to Chris Parker’s weather. We decided that we don’t have to rush going North over the next few days. First order of business is to check out of Grenada in Tyrrel Bay. We met with Vision Quest at the dinghy dock and walked to Custom and Immigration. We were given the paperwork in triplicate with the typical carbon paper to make copies. After we were done, we had to wait until the cleaning woman was done. Then we had to wait for the Immigration Office to arrive. It was taking so long time, so I decided to have breakfast at the Iguana Restaurant conveniently next door. I paid $15EC for scrambled eggs, bread, lettuce, tomato and cucumber salad and chopped bacon and another $4EC for a bottle of cold water. By the time I finished eating, Rick and Phil were with the Immigration Officer. My watch has not been syncing with the satellite since I was down here, so I out it on a post to hopefully have stationary to help with the syncing process. Once they were done, I gathered up my things and we went back to Changes. At Changes I remembered I forgot the watch and we went back to get it. Really, Phil is a good guy NOT yelling at me for forgetting my watch. We went back and it was still there and not synced.
Back at the boat we had to empty the dinghy and put the outboard on the stern holder. We started the engine at 951am, raised the Main sail then raised the anchor at 10am. Our Speedo still working, we started out at 6.2 kts with winds 16 kts and a 1′ chop. Phil says we were going mostly 5 kts fighting a current with apparent winds 13-15 kts. I laid down on the starboard cockpit cushion and took a nap waking when the motor slowed down as we were coming closed enough to have to lower the Main sail. Clifton Harbor is pretty open with a long reef to the east. It’s tricky anchoring here as it gets deep (50’+) quickly and the seabed is hard and scoured so you have to go close to the reef to drop your anchor in sand to be sure you don’t drag. There was a 60-70′ navy blue French boat on our starboard that had attempted at least 4 times before they had anchored we hope securely. At about 1145am, we were set on our first attempt, but didn’t back down on the anchor, as didn’t want to risk pulling it out. H there were many boat boys coming to sell you water, gas and diesel or to offer to take you into town and back asking $60EC. They also will get water in your jerry jugs for $2EC per gallon. Phil decided to accept one named Skipper’s offer as he didn’t want to have to put the engine on and off the dinghy with us thinking about leaving immediately after checking in for Tobago Cays. I checked and we needed water. Looking at the time we saw it as almost noon, so was told would have to wait until 1pm to get picked up as Customs and Immigration would be closed for lunch until 1pm. Vision Quest was anchored close by and had gone in with their dinghy already. Peggy said Rick had been gone for 30 min hoping to get there before lunch. One of the other boats was leaving the anchorage, so I asked Phil if we could moved especially as the big French boat’s stern was in front of our bow at times swinging on the anchor. I was worried his anchor wasn’t too secure.
We had originally been in 50′ of water when we were done anchoring the first time, so I had to let out the rope rode so we could have all of our chain out to be secure. We had problems with the windlass raising the anchor. First I had problems getting the rode to come in and it jammed. Phil had to use the winch wrench to release tension on the gypsy. Then we were able to get it started again. The the windlass jammed again. It turns out the rode to chain spice got jammed when it didn’t go through the hole in the deck under the windlass. Phil had to use a screw driver and the winch handle as a hammer to get the rope spice into the deck opening. All this time we had a boat boy hovering by our boat asking if we needed help, which we told him we didn’t many times. So the windlass was working again until it was time to get the anchor up on the bow roller. It was turning but the chain wasn’t moving. I took over at the helm when Phil came forward and tightened up the gypsy and then we were able to get the anchor up. Maneuvering was challenging as we had drifted close to another boat even though we were not in danger of hitting it, and the dinghy was close to the stern of Changes so Phil couldn’t go on reverse. We have to be careful so the painter doesn’t wrap around the prop. Phil kept his cool as usual and did a 360 turn so we could get in position to anchor in the new spot. We pulled up and were able to drop the anchor in sand without further problems by 1238pm. We both felt more comfortable in this new spot and with no one in front of us, didn’t have to worry about someone dragging onto us. We had a quick lunch having told Vision Quest before they left that we were staying here and would meet them in Bequia tomorrow. Now that we were checking in late and we were anchored safely we felt like staying put.
1pm came and Skipper, our boat Taxi boy came to take us into town to check in. Customs and Immigration is at the Airport a 10min walk away. Once you are away from the ocean breezes, it gets pretty hot. Along the way we passed goats and sheep grazing. First we waited for a woman who had about 20 passport to be finished, then there was a group of 3 men in front of us. We completed our forms, then the form checker man checked everything. Then we waited some more still behind the same two groups for the Customs official allowing a man who needed to catch a flight go ahead of us. Inside the air conditioned room, we met with Customs and paid $70.45EC. Last we went to Immigration in another room and had out passports stamped which didn’t take long at all. Rick didn’t meet with the first person so we don’t know who he was. This all took about an hour. We walked back to the dock where our jerry jugs waited along with our taxi. We arrived back at Changes about 215pm got settle and put up the sun shades. It was HOT so we relaxed. At 330pm Phil went for a swim and a wash up. I found out later that he had dived down to check on the speedo. It was turning so he’ll have to troubleshoot later.
Here are some photos of Clifton Harbor and a restaurant almost on the reef.
Time to fix dinner. Instead of throwing out the body of the lobster, we broke it apart and got out more lobster meat. The Caribbean spiny lobster has more meat in the legs and antennas the the Maine lobsters, so with Phil’s help, we got over 4 oz more meat.
I took all the meat and added it to a scampi pasta sauce mix, added fresh spinach, used lobster bouillon in place of water and peas for supper. It turns out the spinach overpowered the lobster flavor so it as OK instead of being good and we have enough left over for another meal.
We have the HotHotHotSpot Internet from what we purchased in Grenada, so I was happy checking Facebook and posting on the blog. I also spent time downloading digital magazines I had purchased. It was a very slow process taking about 30+ min for each one. I saved it to iBooks for easy reading later and also saved it to my KnitCompanion app so I could easily use the patterns later. I listened to a book on tape to pass the time.
I have been getting Daily Affirmations from Brunner Funeral home be email and the activity of the Day has hit close to my heart. Katie loved her time when she cruised with us to the Bahamas and had wanted to go with us on our last trip for 6 months, but because of the cost of medications couldn’t. So I have decided to look at this trip and activities as a way to have Katie’s spirit experience this too. See below for the email for day 154.
Daily Email Affirmations
by Brunner Sanden Deitrick Funeral Home & Cremation Center
Seeing and Experiencing Life…For Two – Day #154
When my most recent hospice client passed, after a long, grueling illness, her husband was lost. Not because he was so much in love with her; at this point, his fatigue from day-to-day caretaking had cost him the romantic love they once shared.
Rather, he was lost because the routine of caregiving was gone. His landmarks: the hospital bed, the many prescription bottles, and the many supplies he required to adequately care for his bed-bound wife were all missing. There was too much space, and too much quiet.
So, he chose to take a long trip. We had talked about it many times. He was an avid Harley-Davidson owner, and bought maps of scenic routes throughout the U.S., designed for those who wanted to take their motorcycles on the highways and byways.
And, by the time he packed his saddle bags, and plotted his Southwestern journey, he had arrived someplace new. Not outside, but inside. He had come to the realization that he could see these new horizons through two sets of eyes: hers and his.
After all, the only view she had for the last 18 months of life was from her living room window; a lovely vista, but nonetheless limited. Now, she could finally ride as a willing passenger, albeit only in spirit.
I waved good-bye to him one morning, and know he’s found the road to healing, in his own way, in his own time.
Activity for Today
Ask yourself “What did my loved one enjoy?” Make a list: bird watching, sailing, maybe even motorcycle riding! And then go out and do a few of those you feel inspired to enjoy…and enjoy those experiences for you both.
Quotation of the Day
“As long as I can I will look at this world for both of us. As long as I can I will laugh with the birds, I will sing with the flowers, I will pray to the stars, for both of us.” ~Sascha
(c) 2014 Daily Email Affirmations is a product of Grief Connections & Brunner Sanden Deitrick Funeral Home & Cremation Center.
I talked to Phil about this crying and got a welcome hug from him.