My sister stayed for a couple of days on the boat before the girls and I went with her up to stay with Annie. Darius the donkey was very patient being ridden up and down the steep drive but was always rewarded with a large bundle of grass.
Dave, Joyce, and their three girls came out to Grenada. Being the experienced sailors they are we took the boat up to Isle de Ronde and then on up to Carriacou. We anchored off an idlyllic small spit of land called Sandy island which the girls claimed as their very own desert island.
| five girls is more than enough!!!!! |
Grace, Isabel and Heather got into the snorkeling after a few adjustments to finns and masks. The snorkeling up at Sandy island was superb, Joyce and I saw a four foot long puffer fish, you certainly wouldn't want that blowing up into a ball of spikes anywhere near you.
On the sail back from Carriacou to Grenada we skirted a rain cloud then couldn't avoid another which was travelling faster than usual. As Murphy's law would predict, the furler on the genoa (foresail) decided not work as expected. This did some damage to the sail as it flogged when we couldn't get it furled away very quickly. Within 48 hours of being back in Grenada, the sailmaker and riggers of a company called 'Turbulence' have everything ship shape again. They definitely had more of a 'can do, will do' attitude towards their customers than we have experienced in the past.
| Birdseye view of Orion |
I don't know who had the harder job, Dave up the mast in a big swell or me having to winch him up there - twice! Repairs completed, hoping to leave for Tobago after the weekend.


