Barbuda-some say “Heaven on Earth”

Our Wing-on-wing day.

 

 

Barbuda is an island of 62 square miles, population, 1500, 7 mile interior lagoon and I think 2 miles at the widest. Our sail took about 6 hours but was rewarded with a beautiful anchor along 11 mile beach running parallel   to Codrington Lagoon.  Tonight was almost the full moon and we enjoyed another meal in the cockpit.  We had only 8 boat neighbors in the bay, but in 11 miles it felt as if we were alone.  We made contact with George Jeffery, a local tour guide and fisherman who had been listed in our Doyle book.  Tomorrow we would have a small tour of the island and a boat tour to the bird sanctuary.

Sunday we met George Jeffery on the beach, and after a 2 minute walk across the land to the lagoon, we took his fast boat over to the city dock where we paid for our passage into the bird sanctuary.  Our taxi driver arranged by George took us on a short tour of the East Coast of the island to sea caves, adding a bit of hurricane history and on our way back to the dock we asked if he would stop so
we could buy beer and ice for the boat.

The Eastern side of the island is the Highlands, filled with caves


He agreed and our stops included 2 private residences where one had a freezer in their back yard bigger than our boat filled with ice bags.   The beer was purchased at another home where we placed our needs and a man would disappear into the house and return with a plastic bag with our cans of beer and coke.  Price negotiated and beer on ice in George Jeffery’s personal cooler bag.

Next part of our tour was the boat tour of the Bird Sanctuary.   Truly an amazing and interesting sight with the Frigate bird in their mangrove bushes.   Frigate birds are called masters of the air.  They have the greatest wing span in proportion to their weight of any bird.  Because of this they are very awkward and cannot take off if they become submerged.  For this reason they avoid landing in the water and scoop their food from the surface of the sea.   They come back to the same trees and have specific boundaries where they nest.   The male during mating season puff up huge red pouches under their throats.

These are actually jellyfish, laying upside down in the shallows near the Bird Sanctuary.

Ending our day, George Jeffery helped us buy 2 lobsters from local fisherman just returning with a full lobster trap.   To keep the mess to a minimum, we decided to just cook the tails (Wendell did the de-tail work).    After a quiet afternoon, we had our lobster  dinner with some mushroom risotto and salad.  Perfect.

George Jeffery at the Lagoon dock.  Thank you for a great day and the use of your cooler!

Wendell had to hand carry the lobster across to the Sea side

 

Wendell, doing the “deed”!  Messy!

Monday, we set the dinghy on deck for our 8 hour trip to St. Barts.  It was a beautiful sailing day, complete with full main and AP Spinnaker.  Not bad for only 4 crew!   Shelly made us her  chicken quesadillas  for lunch .  This was one thing I learned from Shelly when I sailed with she and Wendell, however, I don’t think I ever get them as good as she makes them!  YUM!

The Boon Channel – Northern Antigua

Friday morning we had banana pancakes in the cockpit and then took off for Boon Channel and over to one of the reef-protected islands.  Coming up to Long Island we started to lose our power and black smoke started coming out of the exhaust.   We quickly found a spot to drop anchor and killed the motor.   Problem was a almost clogged fuel filter.  Fuel in other countries is not always filtered and can create gunk and all sorts of issues.  We did not have a backup filter at the time so we just cleaned it as best as we could.  This seemed to be the solution and for now we were back in business.  However cautious.We found our permanent anchorage further in around Lobster Island and set off to do some snorkeling around Great Bird Island where nesting birds  filled the Leeward side of the small island.   It is a bit of a tourist attraction and now it is forbidden to go on the island or to get too close with your dinghy

Saturday we woke to overcast skies and daylight savings time.   After motoring through the one narrow, winding channel out to the open sea, we sailed wing-on-wing using the whisper pole almost all the way to Barbuda, our next stop.

Bird Island Channel – They say is best left to people with local knowledge….well, that did not stop us!

 

Wendell and Shelly Meise – March 6th-15th

Tuesday we sailed past English harbor to  Falmouth Harbor and tied up at Falmouth Harbor Marina.  We were dirty, sweating and rushing to get the boat somewhat decent when Shelly and Wendell appeared dockside.  Of course, they did not care how the boat looked, and gave us time to get the front berth ready for them.  I took a shower on the boat after we hooked up to shore power to heat the water.   Nothing like a hot shower!

We had laundry done there, had a good hike along the road to the Antigua Slipway where we had lunch at Catherine’s Café, a lovely French styled dockside restaurant.  To make our walk shorter, we paid 5 Euro’s for a water taxi to take us across to Nelsons Dockyard near the Customs offices.   This shortened our walk  back to the  boat by a good Mile as the crow flies.

We were told this Yacht behind us was again some Royality….no sighting!

A bit of “out-on-the-town” for us before we set sail

Poor Wendell, the minute he is on the boat, Ken has him figuring out Deckman!  I hear the learning curve is huge!

View of our anchorage in Dickenson Bay

On Thursday, at 11AM, we untied and headed north to St. Johns Bay.  St. Johns Bay turned out to be a very unpleasant spot, filled with cruise ships, shallow spots and wind.   Not finding a suitable anchorage, we decided to continue further North to Dickenson Bay.  This proved to be a great decision.  Dickenson Bay was almost tropical and we found a quiet spot to anchor against a rocky cliff.   We were close enough to shore that we actually picked up the Wi-Fi of the shores one restaurant.   We dinghy’d to shore and had a great few hours of walking the beach and dinner on the Wharf restaurant.   Great first sailing night for Shelly and Wendell.

Halcyon Cove Restaurant where we had dinner (note the dinghy in the forefront)