Trinidad or bust! Inspiration sailed about 2,000 nautical miles from the time it left Panama on this leg of the journey. What a remarkable adventure it has been.
We moved the boat on 6/1 to Peake's for hauling for the hurricane season. I was tending the port side and had to throw the line rather a long distance when instructed to by the dock worker. When he said ok, I let it loose with all my strength. He caught it and said, "Yes! That's what I'm talking about!" I was relieved. The sail is done! We made it to our destination.
Bob and Abby left after the boat had been hauled. Bob used his phone to take these shots:
Ralph and I spent the next week cleaning the boat and sweating like crazy in the June humidity. Rainy season is here, but the rain does not refresh - it just makes the concrete more steamy! We left Inspiration in the secure boatyard under the care of a local man who is going to complete some cleaning chores and come by to inspect it on a regular basis in the upcoming months.
We drank lots of champagne on the first class trip back home on my birthday!
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Trinidad at Last!
On 5/24, after a relaxing swim at Port Louis followed by lunch on-board, we headed out at 2:00 p.m. for our overnight sail to Trinidad. Due to Venezuelan piracy issus, we intended to buddy boat with another sailboat, however, early on, due to the sea and wind conditions and the design of their boat, they had to adjust their course considerably so we continued on by ourselves as we wanted to arrive with the tides after daybreak. And, we accomplished our goal. The other boat arrived 14 hours after we did! They said that with the currents and squalls, they could only make slow to no progress even with their engine on! We, on the other hand, had to hold our boat back - we just let out our mainsail and jib a tiny bit (sailing with a handkerchief) in order to limit our speed to an average of 5 knots so we could take advantage of the tides which enabled us to avoid the bad weather. Whatta boat!
I just have not said enough about the fine sailing capabilities of our boat. Inspiration, a Beneteau 473, points really close to the wind, is fast (we have had her to 11 knots), and sturdy. No matter the conditions, we always say that the boat can take it! On the other hand, we, on occasion, wondered whether we could take what mother nature gave, but we did! We arrived in Trinidad, our final destination, on-time and on-target. We took advantage of the tide for a smooth ride into Chaguaramas Bay after daybreak, just as Ralph had planned.
After taking a day to recover from our overnight passage to Trinidad, we started exploring the island. First was the start of our gastronomic adventure at a near-by roti stand where we had buss up shut chicken roti - that's roti skins on the side of the curried chicken. It is served with mango pickle, mashed chick peas, sweet potatoes and scotch bonnet hot sauce-yum! We then took a bus into Port of Spain where we walked through the "safe" parts of town (some of the locals looked shocked when we said we wanted to venture out on our own and they gave us names of perimeter streets within which they said we would probably not get robbed!). We looked through shops and went to the National Museum and Art Gallery which provided a very thorough explanation of the country's history and culture. Upon entering, we asked what price of admission was. We were told there was no admission fee at museums and historical sites because Trinidad wants to encourage tourism which has suffered due to its reputation as a high crime area! We also came to learn a bit about the national election that had been held the day before we arrived. This resulted in Trinidad's first female prime minister being elected. Issues revolved around crime, official graft and corruption, education and assistance to the poor. Everyone we met who spoke of the election results was excited and hopeful that the new government would help the people of Trinidad.
Then, we met up with Jessie James (his real name). Jessie has a tour and taxi service that caters to boaters. Our first trip was the evening leatherback turtle watch tour on Madera beach. This beautiful beach is off-limits to anyone who is not escorted by an official turtle guide. It is also a high surf beach so it would not be good for casual swimming. In spite of that, leatherbacks like it. We saw 4 of these huge (up to 2,000 lbs.) turtles materialize out of the surf in the darkness. Our guide had us follow one turtle as she struggled up onto the beach, dug a nest to her perfection (this took about 1 hour) and laid her eggs. She then covered the nest and compacted the sands and struggled back to the ocean. The turtles will return 3-4 times in a season and then take the next 2-3 years off. Only 1 to 2 of every 1,000 eggs is hatched and returned to the sea. We were lucky to be there to see a hatchling that was about ready to return to the sea. It was only about the size of the palm of a hand. This was a priceless adventure.
The next day, we returned to Port of Spain and found a great taxi driver named Harry who took us to Fort George outside the city. This was a signal fort built in the hills in 1804. It was one of a chain of look-outs that were put in place for defense of the island. The fort is 1,100 ft. straight up above sea level. It provides wonderful views over the capital and across to the mountains of northern Venezuela. The day we visited, a local women's group whose mission is monthly elderly outings, was having lunch at Fort George. They were very curious about how we ended up at Fort George (they noted that not many tourists venture out and about because of crime) and they were quite astonished that we came from Washington State on our own boat. After hearing our story, they served us up a big plate of their homemade roti and accompaniments like pickled fruits and spiced chick peas. They were delighted that we liked the hot sauce (actually everything was superb). What a great experience that was!
After the Fort, Harry took us for a drive to the Queen's Park Savannah, home to the Botanical Gardens. It is bordered on one side by the Magnificent Seven, a collection of eclectic over-the-top old mansions (pompous British colonial buildings - most in disrepair), although one houses the Queen's Royal College. Evidently, one issue in the recent campaign was the building of pretentious new Trinidadian high-rise buildings for government use while letting these architectural jewels disintegrate. I hope they can restore these buildings as they were, indeed, magnificent and among the oldest in the city.
It was in getting ready for our second Jesse James tour that we noticed both of our cameras (and my watch) had been stolen from the boat. It must have been someone watching our every move because there was usually someone on-board or it was locked. Crime in Trinidad, indeed! We really were sad that all pictures of Grenada and Trinidad were gone! Those turtle pictures were especially spectacular. You can Google turtles and Trinidad to get an idea!
Anyway, our second trip with Jesse started out with a stop at a road side stand for "doubles". This fried bread concoction (reminiscent of a sopapilla stuffed with roasted meat and doused with scotch bonnet hot sauce) was delicious! Next, we stopped at the Asa Wright Nature Center, an old plantation (the house is now a hotel) that is a nature/bird preserve. We went on a hike with a guide, saw lots of birds and learned about the area, ate roti and accompaniments for lunch, drank the local coffee, and had a swim in a natural pool under a waterfall. Then we went to the Caroni Swamp, a bird sanctuary, where we witnessed the dusk flight of the national bird, the scarlett ibis and saw a variety of other birds and fish, snakes and anteaters. I wish I could post a photo of the scarlett ibis flying overhead, you just can't believe how red and big they are. They gain their color from their diet of shrimp and crabs. Google scarlett ibis!
I just have not said enough about the fine sailing capabilities of our boat. Inspiration, a Beneteau 473, points really close to the wind, is fast (we have had her to 11 knots), and sturdy. No matter the conditions, we always say that the boat can take it! On the other hand, we, on occasion, wondered whether we could take what mother nature gave, but we did! We arrived in Trinidad, our final destination, on-time and on-target. We took advantage of the tide for a smooth ride into Chaguaramas Bay after daybreak, just as Ralph had planned.
After taking a day to recover from our overnight passage to Trinidad, we started exploring the island. First was the start of our gastronomic adventure at a near-by roti stand where we had buss up shut chicken roti - that's roti skins on the side of the curried chicken. It is served with mango pickle, mashed chick peas, sweet potatoes and scotch bonnet hot sauce-yum! We then took a bus into Port of Spain where we walked through the "safe" parts of town (some of the locals looked shocked when we said we wanted to venture out on our own and they gave us names of perimeter streets within which they said we would probably not get robbed!). We looked through shops and went to the National Museum and Art Gallery which provided a very thorough explanation of the country's history and culture. Upon entering, we asked what price of admission was. We were told there was no admission fee at museums and historical sites because Trinidad wants to encourage tourism which has suffered due to its reputation as a high crime area! We also came to learn a bit about the national election that had been held the day before we arrived. This resulted in Trinidad's first female prime minister being elected. Issues revolved around crime, official graft and corruption, education and assistance to the poor. Everyone we met who spoke of the election results was excited and hopeful that the new government would help the people of Trinidad.
Then, we met up with Jessie James (his real name). Jessie has a tour and taxi service that caters to boaters. Our first trip was the evening leatherback turtle watch tour on Madera beach. This beautiful beach is off-limits to anyone who is not escorted by an official turtle guide. It is also a high surf beach so it would not be good for casual swimming. In spite of that, leatherbacks like it. We saw 4 of these huge (up to 2,000 lbs.) turtles materialize out of the surf in the darkness. Our guide had us follow one turtle as she struggled up onto the beach, dug a nest to her perfection (this took about 1 hour) and laid her eggs. She then covered the nest and compacted the sands and struggled back to the ocean. The turtles will return 3-4 times in a season and then take the next 2-3 years off. Only 1 to 2 of every 1,000 eggs is hatched and returned to the sea. We were lucky to be there to see a hatchling that was about ready to return to the sea. It was only about the size of the palm of a hand. This was a priceless adventure.
The next day, we returned to Port of Spain and found a great taxi driver named Harry who took us to Fort George outside the city. This was a signal fort built in the hills in 1804. It was one of a chain of look-outs that were put in place for defense of the island. The fort is 1,100 ft. straight up above sea level. It provides wonderful views over the capital and across to the mountains of northern Venezuela. The day we visited, a local women's group whose mission is monthly elderly outings, was having lunch at Fort George. They were very curious about how we ended up at Fort George (they noted that not many tourists venture out and about because of crime) and they were quite astonished that we came from Washington State on our own boat. After hearing our story, they served us up a big plate of their homemade roti and accompaniments like pickled fruits and spiced chick peas. They were delighted that we liked the hot sauce (actually everything was superb). What a great experience that was!
After the Fort, Harry took us for a drive to the Queen's Park Savannah, home to the Botanical Gardens. It is bordered on one side by the Magnificent Seven, a collection of eclectic over-the-top old mansions (pompous British colonial buildings - most in disrepair), although one houses the Queen's Royal College. Evidently, one issue in the recent campaign was the building of pretentious new Trinidadian high-rise buildings for government use while letting these architectural jewels disintegrate. I hope they can restore these buildings as they were, indeed, magnificent and among the oldest in the city.
It was in getting ready for our second Jesse James tour that we noticed both of our cameras (and my watch) had been stolen from the boat. It must have been someone watching our every move because there was usually someone on-board or it was locked. Crime in Trinidad, indeed! We really were sad that all pictures of Grenada and Trinidad were gone! Those turtle pictures were especially spectacular. You can Google turtles and Trinidad to get an idea!
Anyway, our second trip with Jesse started out with a stop at a road side stand for "doubles". This fried bread concoction (reminiscent of a sopapilla stuffed with roasted meat and doused with scotch bonnet hot sauce) was delicious! Next, we stopped at the Asa Wright Nature Center, an old plantation (the house is now a hotel) that is a nature/bird preserve. We went on a hike with a guide, saw lots of birds and learned about the area, ate roti and accompaniments for lunch, drank the local coffee, and had a swim in a natural pool under a waterfall. Then we went to the Caroni Swamp, a bird sanctuary, where we witnessed the dusk flight of the national bird, the scarlett ibis and saw a variety of other birds and fish, snakes and anteaters. I wish I could post a photo of the scarlett ibis flying overhead, you just can't believe how red and big they are. They gain their color from their diet of shrimp and crabs. Google scarlett ibis!
Grenada
Unfortunately, we have no pictures of Grenada or Trinidad as our camera was stolen in Trinidad. More on that in the Trinidad section.
We arrived at Port Louis Marina (right outside St. George, the nation's capital) on 5/17 and did some boat cleaning before welcoming Ralph's brother, Bob, and his wife, Abby (from St. Croix), on 5/21. Since driving in Grenada is on the left, as it is in St. Croix, Bob offered to drive around the island and we were glad to accept. So, on 5/22, we rented a car and started our tour. Bob quickly discovered one big difference between St. Croix and Grenada is that the steering wheel in Grenada is on the right side of the car (in St. Croix it is on the left of the vehicle like on U.S. cars) so he was looking down the center line while driving on very narrow roads that had ditches where the shoulder should be! Ralph was sitting in the front passenger seat so he let Bob know if it looked as if he was about to drive into the ditch. It was pretty exciting to park near the congested spice/produce morning market in St. George and then to take the "scenic" drive to Gouyave, a fishing village and the nutmeg capital of Grenada. Gouyave is on the northwest side of the island (and the scenic drives takes you on a very narrow, hilly, windy road with some beautiful scenic vistas). Actually, all of Grenada is made up of narrow hills and valleys one right after another - very dramatically pretty and very green except where recovery from Hurricane Ivan (2007) was on-going. On our route, we stopped at Annandale Falls and Grand Etang Crater Lake where we took some great pictures! We had hoped to snorkel at the Molinere Sculpture Garden, but it is not accessible by land and there were no commercial boats on the little beach where we ended up. So we drove back to the Marina area and cocktails were enjoyed at Morne Rouge Bay Beach which is just south of the famous Grand Anse Beach. Local cuisine was enjoyed at Nutmeg Restaurant, on the Carenage at St. George, that evening.
The next day, Bob again braved another treacherous route through Grenada to the Belmont Estate (dating from the 17th century) on the northeast side of the island. Belmont Estate is now the home of the Grenada organic cocoa plantation. It also has a very nice restaurant that serves goat cheese (wonderful!) that is made on-site as well as vegetables from its own gardens. Luckily, we were there on a Sunday when they offer a buffet lunch of Grenadian favorites. We had callaloo soup, goat cheese, papaya salad, creole mahi mahi, curried chicken, plantation beef, provisions (starch vegetables such as breadfruit, bananas and plantain). Homemade cinnamon and nutmeg (we are on the "spice island") ice cream were the desserts. They were delicious and refreshing. We noticed a lack of chocolate on the menu and that they did not have any chocolate candy bars for sale. In response to our inquiry, we were informed that they only sell balls of unsweetened cocoa for baking and making hot chocolate.
We then went to the River Antoine Rum Factory where we could drive through the beautiful grounds and see the magnificent old windmill and factory, but it was closed so we could not sample the product. Our shortcut route home was not as exciting as most of our driving from the day before. Either the roads were better or we were getting used to the Grenadan roads!
We arrived at Port Louis Marina (right outside St. George, the nation's capital) on 5/17 and did some boat cleaning before welcoming Ralph's brother, Bob, and his wife, Abby (from St. Croix), on 5/21. Since driving in Grenada is on the left, as it is in St. Croix, Bob offered to drive around the island and we were glad to accept. So, on 5/22, we rented a car and started our tour. Bob quickly discovered one big difference between St. Croix and Grenada is that the steering wheel in Grenada is on the right side of the car (in St. Croix it is on the left of the vehicle like on U.S. cars) so he was looking down the center line while driving on very narrow roads that had ditches where the shoulder should be! Ralph was sitting in the front passenger seat so he let Bob know if it looked as if he was about to drive into the ditch. It was pretty exciting to park near the congested spice/produce morning market in St. George and then to take the "scenic" drive to Gouyave, a fishing village and the nutmeg capital of Grenada. Gouyave is on the northwest side of the island (and the scenic drives takes you on a very narrow, hilly, windy road with some beautiful scenic vistas). Actually, all of Grenada is made up of narrow hills and valleys one right after another - very dramatically pretty and very green except where recovery from Hurricane Ivan (2007) was on-going. On our route, we stopped at Annandale Falls and Grand Etang Crater Lake where we took some great pictures! We had hoped to snorkel at the Molinere Sculpture Garden, but it is not accessible by land and there were no commercial boats on the little beach where we ended up. So we drove back to the Marina area and cocktails were enjoyed at Morne Rouge Bay Beach which is just south of the famous Grand Anse Beach. Local cuisine was enjoyed at Nutmeg Restaurant, on the Carenage at St. George, that evening.
The next day, Bob again braved another treacherous route through Grenada to the Belmont Estate (dating from the 17th century) on the northeast side of the island. Belmont Estate is now the home of the Grenada organic cocoa plantation. It also has a very nice restaurant that serves goat cheese (wonderful!) that is made on-site as well as vegetables from its own gardens. Luckily, we were there on a Sunday when they offer a buffet lunch of Grenadian favorites. We had callaloo soup, goat cheese, papaya salad, creole mahi mahi, curried chicken, plantation beef, provisions (starch vegetables such as breadfruit, bananas and plantain). Homemade cinnamon and nutmeg (we are on the "spice island") ice cream were the desserts. They were delicious and refreshing. We noticed a lack of chocolate on the menu and that they did not have any chocolate candy bars for sale. In response to our inquiry, we were informed that they only sell balls of unsweetened cocoa for baking and making hot chocolate.
We then went to the River Antoine Rum Factory where we could drive through the beautiful grounds and see the magnificent old windmill and factory, but it was closed so we could not sample the product. Our shortcut route home was not as exciting as most of our driving from the day before. Either the roads were better or we were getting used to the Grenadan roads!
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