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Friday, 24 February 2017

Special Report Hiking Rams Head from Salt Pond Bay St John USVI Update


The sign pointing you up the trail

(Update see link below to download free charts & GPS coordinates!)
We are on a National Park mooring at Salt Pond Bay, St. John, USVI.  It's time for another National Park Trail hike!  It's 1 mile and 273 ft up from Salt Pond beach to the top of Ram's Head with magnificent views along the way.

Come off the sandy beach and head south

You climb a small rise and suddenly have a view of a beautiful rocky beach

I could have photographed this all day


Listen to the tinkle the rocks make when the water recedes after a wave...

The Captain waiting up ahead for me to move along

It's a National Park so it's "Leave only footprints/bubbles" but that doesn't stop some from moving things around!  This wasn't me.  I'm not that patient.  Someone should probably spell out Odin and take a pic.  Please send it to me!

Continuing along the shoreline

And then we start up again

View towards the BVI side

A view down to the St. John side & the rocky beach we followed up

The only other sign on the trail.  I think we're here!

From atop Ram's Head looking west, a view of the south coast of St. John with St. Thomas in the far back left.

As we turn to head back, Norman's, BVI is on our right and our mooring field on the left.

Some of the Turkish Cap cactus had berries.  "Are they poisonous?"  "They don't taste poisonous."  {Sigh}  Google says they aren't.  They also aren't peyote or agave.  Before Google, we needed a set of encyclopedias or a library to settle our discussions!

The inside of the berry

Back along the rocky beach.  Mother Nature is a a magnificent artist

Heading back up off the rocky beach

Boat in sight!  I'm ready for a swim.
References:
Download free charts & GPS coordinates!  http://trailbandit.org/newsite/

NPS hiking trails:
https://www.nps.gov/viis/planyourvisit/hiking-in-paradise.htm

HikingProject.com:
https://www.hikingproject.com/trail/7019955



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Saturday, 18 January 2014

Gallows Bay St Croix USVI



The crew at Point Udall, St. Croix, USVI.  Thank you, Patti & Peter!



The beauty of returning to Puerto Rico for hurricane season was being able to stop at two islands we skipped on the way down.  In particular, St. Croix, USVI.  You see, St. Croix is 50 miles southeast of Vieques, PR and 34 miles south of St. John, USVI.  For cruisers headed southbound, the prevailing trade winds make it a less than desirable stop, with many planning on stopping on the way back.  However, you will probably miss the BVI's or Sint Maarten if you take the detour.  Maybe it was our timing (May 22nd, many need to be out of the box by June 1st) but we enjoyed the quieter atmosphere.  Perhaps because we were no longer on a time table.  Or maybe just because we liked the casual vibe.  You are also in the US (A decent order of nachos and a long walk to McDonald's, but doable!).  We saw lots of retirees here, but also quite a few younger people perhaps from the university?  We hope to return.  Here's a rundown of our 13 days on the east end (Fredericksted and the rum factory next time!):

Main sail cover is OFF!  Stand by.  We're about to get crazy!
Departing from Nevis to Statia, we took the main sail cover off for the first time since...the Turks?  A long time.  We were pretty excited about a day of downwind sailing.  No bashing into waves!  As we motor away from the mooring field, I spot a HUGE turtle.  I'll take that as a good omen.

Twitter:
"Sailing.  Genoa and main.  Engines off.  15-20 kts downwind doing 6 kts.  Now we're having some fun!  Statia here we come!"

"Sailing 101.  Sometimes the autopilot has trouble downwind & occasionally we get a wind shift.  Autopilot off.  Hand steering :-)"

Sails are up!
We had a relatively uneventful sail back to Statia, our overnight stop.  However, a theory was confirmed.  The venturi effect between St. Kitts & Statia was still uncomfortable.  Despite sailing with the prevailing wind and waves behind us, we were still getting confused waves with the big waves behind us and small choppy waves coming on our beam.  Phew!  The advantage to returning to a familiar anchorage is we knew exactly which mooring ball we wanted and already had the wifi password :-)  We had to additional treat of being neighbors to s/v Totem (www.sailingtotem.com) for an evening.  We'd been texting back and forth, in an attempt to meet-up and although we didn't get a chance to get together, I did get to chat on the radio with Behan.  Next time!

Stats:  Total time 5:47, average speed 5.2, total mileage 30.0 nm.  Sailed main & genoa 4:47.  Motor sail 1:00

Passing Saba
It's a 100 miles from Statia to St. Croix, so one.more.overnight...Sigh.  We manage to restrain ourselves and delay our departure to 9:00 am so we'll roll into St. Croix with good sunlight for anchoring.

Twitter:
"Still sailing.  No engines.  Quiet.  Making up for all that motoring lately!  66 miles to go."

"Blue moon...there's a country song in there somewhere.  Help me out.  Leann Rimes?  No, that's not it.  KY?  No, that's hills.  52 miles to go."

"Only seen 2 other boats.  Lonely out here.  29 miles to go!"

"Internet!  Can't see the island yet but 14 miles to go and we have INTERNET, so we must be close."

"Sunrise.  St. Croix in sight.  And a "jibe ho" just north of the island that laid us perfectly across our course line.  That never happens.  Happy, happy, sleepy, sleepy."

Sunset on the last overnight

St Croix in sight!

"I don't care that you're anchoring.  I don't know where St Croix is.  BREAKFAST!"  Yeah, that face says it all.  Now THAT's the last overnight for awhile, we hope.
Stats:  Total time 23:00, average speed 4.6 kts (no engines, genoa only w/ sheets run outside, timing to arrive after sunrise), total mileage 105.4 nm

Marina closed.  Pile of flip flops on the dock.  Who leaves without their shoes?  They were gone the next day.
We tidy up, take a nap, then head into town.  The St. Croix Marina is closed on Sundays, so turn around and head for the boardwalk downtown.  The guidebook has The Captain making a bee line for the Fort Christian Brew Pub, hoping for a draft beer.  No go.  (Apparently, the brew master just quit.)  The nachos were an improvement from what I've had recently.

Fort Christian Brew Pub with a view of the "town" anchorage
A stroll through downtown and it's unique, historical Dutch architecture
One of the five "yellow" buildings in the National Historic district
On Monday, we head into the marina and are pleasantly surprised that for $20/week we can use the dinghy dock, showers and wifi.  They have a nice chandlery and cheerfully pointed us towards the grocery store and a recommended stop for lunch at The Bistro--something about toffee frappes & pastries.  The Captain left at a jog.

(Facebook post) "Random thoughts from St. Croix:  Paper maps are useless in the Caribbean except as a prop to get a local to stop and give you directions (required at least twice per destination).

You know you're a cruiser, when you stop to take a pic of the first self-serve laundromat since the Bahamas (Is that right?)"



A wonderful grocery with all sorts of beautiful things we don't know what to do with--Dragonfruit & Tamarind.

Gallow's Bay anchorage, with breathtaking sunrises daily

A fabulous lunch at 40 Strand Eatery followed by creme brule--orange, I think it was.  Gorgeous & yummy!

Sunrise.  WOW!
The "first" tropical weather outlook email arrives (not counting Alex in January that we experienced as a pre-tropical in Black Point, Bahamas) about an area north of the Bahamas.  Yeah, this one will be #Bonnie people--hitting the east coast on a holiday weekend.

And another gorgeous sunrise
We met up with the crew of s/v Glory of Christiansted through a Women Who Sail Facebook forum.  They give us a tour of their home marina, Green Cay and Tamarind Reef Resort.  We had lunch at Deep End Bar & Grill, a beautiful spot by the pool and beach.  Then they took us on a driving tour of the east end of the island: by the dish, views of Buck Island and the East End Marine Park, and ending at Point Udall, the easternmost point in the United States.  What a treat!

National Radio Astronomy Observatory's VLBA, 82 ft large radio-telescope antenna.  "The Big Dish" controlled by an operator in Socorro, NM.  Yes, you can see it move!

Sunset.  We're not in a hurry to leave.

A large artistic community here as well.  A mural in the laundromat
And of course, errands.  Laundry.  Water.  Bookstore (Not a lot of bookstores in the Caribbean.  I just wanted to lay down on the floor and hang out.  The Captain said, "Um.  Get up!").  Groceries.  "I hate grocery shopping.  I'm not going grocery shopping with you when we get the RV.  I'll pull up and park and then I'll be right there, watching TV!"

Downtown.  Tiny paintings (12" high?) at sidewalk level



Every day a little different...

Our favorite hang out--wifi, a/c, frappes and the standard group of "old geezers" in the corner talking about airplanes...
On our last day, we head downtown for one more lunch on the boardwalk.  We're greeted by a tourist asking about our dinghy.  He peppered us with questions, leaving us giggling with his enthusiasm and new found knowledge.  "Do you live on a boat?  Where do you keep it?  Where did you leave from?  How did you get here?  What about groceries?  Where do you buy boat parts?  (We explain sailboats and wind is free--mind blown!)  I didn't know people could do that!"  Turns out he's from San Diego, so we give him some advice on finding a boat and he jogs back to a group of tourists with a grin on his face, turning around to furiously wave goodbye.  I think we're famous.  And yes, our life is pretty cool. 

Angry Nates on the downtown waterfront for lunch.  The resident feline looking aloof while waiting for The Captain's lunch to arrive


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Saturday, 23 February 2013

Nevis of the St Kitts Nevis



Beautiful St Kitts
Let's back track a little:
While sitting at the Old Gin House in Statia, The Captain first mentioned going home to meet the new grandbaby and new daughter-in-law.  Hmm.  I start doing mental calculations of airline/hotel/rental car on top of the bottom paint/recovering interior cushions needed for the boat vs the cost of hauling out instead of living in the marina.  "We'll buy an RV."  Huh?  This solves the hotel, rental car, and bumming off of family and friends while going to Doctor appointments and cleaning out the storage unit.  We can stay awhile to make it worth the expense.  And of course the cat can go with us.  It can be our Plan B.  Our little summer cabin in the States during hurricane season.  I begin scouring RV blogs about campgrounds, RV parks, and "boondocking" while The Captain researches RVs.  The plan hatches to fly into Miami (which would have been our layover on the way to STL anyway), rent a car and drive to Green Cove Springs to establish FL residency (my Driver's License is expiring soon) and hopefully find an RV on the way.  Brilliant.

And a few more pictures from Statia:


Many old structures in the Caribbean where built from the ballast stones of cargo ships from Europe.  These look like ballast stones, maybe?

A old structure built around a really old tree?!

"Upper" town Statia from the Fort

More fort

View of the bay from the Fort (where in the world is My Captain, Oh Captain?)

Glad we didn't pick up THAT mooring ball!

Departing Statia for St Kitts.  Before the shit hit the fan...
OK, Statia to Nevis:
We depart our mooring for forecast winds out of the east at 10-15 kts.  We start out motoring for the first 30 minutes, dodging the dive moorings on this end of the island before unfurling the genoa.  However, as we clear the island, the venturi effect between Statia and Nevis becomes apparent.  The wind is 20 kts and we are bucking 6 ft waves for the next 7 miles.  We have St. Kitts & Nevis in sight and by 12:15 pm, we are in the lee with smoother water but the winds are still a squirrely and 20 kts gusting 28.  After observing other sailboats headed northbound, The Captain furls the genoa and motors closer towards shore but the winds are still all over the place.  We consider stopping in St Kitts instead of pounding on to our intended anchorage in Nevis, but that would involve stopping in Basseterre, the cruise ship port, to clear customs, so we carry on.

Southern end of Statia's limestone face
Our mooring ball in Charlestown, Nevis.  Nevis peak, 3200 ft.
As we near Charlestown, I take the helm and head towards mooring field on the town side.  As we get closer, we hear "Odin, Odin.  Kelly Nicole" on the radio.  They inform us the ball in front of them is a park mooring.  Someone JUST left.  As soon as we're tied up, we hop on the internet and find a picture of Odin is already posted to Facebook.  Apparently, Kelly Nicole is at the local drinking establishment, and had called us on their handheld.  Confused!

Sunset over Kelly Nicole in calm waters.  Finally.
We catch them on their way back and hilarity ensues.  Yes, The Captain gave Paul his last cold Guiness.  I gave Deb some secret chocolate from the fridge--"Seriously, where does that keep coming from?"

Stats:  Total time 5:54, Avg speed 5.1 kts, total mileage 30.3.  Motor sail genoa & 1 engine.

Nevis to Montserrat Guadeloupe:
We had planned on leaving the next morning for Montserrat, but after reading the latest Chris Parker forecast (the weather window has been shoved back again!) we decided to do an overnight to Guadeloupe.  I'm not happy.  NO MORE OVERNIGHTS!  And I wanted to see Montserrat, so begrudgingly we head out 5:30 pm (hoping to be clear of the island by dark to avoid all the fish traps), waving to Kelly Nicole who isn't leaving for another half an hour.  I hand over the helm and head below, trying to grab a little internet before we leave range and to take a nap.  No go.  "How is it down there?"  Terrible.  "Do you want to go back?"  No, keeping going.  Roll over.  Finally, just before sunset I pop out to see where the waves are coming from that are causing this terrible ride.  We've cleared the island and Montserrat is visible up ahead.  "The waves are coming from everywhere.  I'm seriously thinking of going back."  He's right.  It will be 18 hours of this.  Sometimes we're down to 3 kts which will be more like 20 hours.  Our bail-out is Montserrat which would be a DEEP unfamiliar anchorage after dark.  We won't be getting any sleep.  The winds are supposed to kick up tomorrow and Nevis is a nice protected mooring field.  Yep, let's go back.  The Captain whips us around as I grab a hold of something and all of a sudden it's calm.  Quiet.  I look over and we're doing 6 kts!  Wow.  Sailing downwind instead of into the wind.  "We should be doing this!"  The Captain hands over the mike to relay to Kelly Nicole our intentions.  They inform us they've already taken a couple waves over the bow and aren't having fun either but are going to keep going.  We wish them the best, and before we know it, their AIS does a 180.  The beat us back to the mooring field, and have a spotlight on our mooring for us when we arrive.  The winds are calmer and we have time to watch a little TV before our normal bedtime.  A calm anchorage.  Bliss.

The Captain heads into customs the next day and they tear up our departure, and charge us $21 for another week on the mooring.  (We'll end up being here 9 more days.)

At some point the Captain lobs out the idea of heading back to Puerto Rico to haul out (which came to him when we turned around to head back).  Interesting.  I pull out our insurance policy to confirm the fine print says we can be in the box from July 15th to November 1st, but our deductible is increased.  He begins to research various haul outs between Nevis and Puerto Rico, including one in St Kitts ($288/month but the cost of the airline tickets would negate the savings).  We decide to let fate help us make the decision so we send emails to our top three haul outs and then another to our insurance company to see what would happen if we amended our hurricane plan.

Our favorite outdoor breakfast spot

The best part of our life is sharing a dinghy dock with the local fisherman

We were lazy on Saturday.  Everything was closed on Sunday, so on Monday we head into town to find the laundromat.  A local fisherman on the dock informs us it's a holiday and everything is closed.  We head out for a walk anyway.  On the way back, a local woman stops to chat.  She recommends walking out to the "bubbly pool", stopping at the grocery on the way.  The grocery is open?!  Well, yeah.  Grocery store!  (Neither local can tell us what holiday it is.  "Bank holiday."  I'm later told it was Whit Monday, like Whit Sunday?  Confused.)

We make a few trips into town and it's is growing on us.  The Cafe is our regular stop then on to the grocery.  The locals are friendly, even yelling "Hello!  Hello!  Welcome to Nevis!" while driving down the road, a little unnerving at first.  "Huh?"  "I think they were talking to us."

We hear from Puerto del Rey, our first choice, confirming an opening.  I start filling out reams of paperwork.  Our insurance broker asks for an amended hurricane plan (more forms), which a couple days later, results in a blessing from our insurance carrier.  Just in time.  We'll be headed NORTH back to Statia in tomorrow's weather window!

The people of the Caribbean are very colorful, but Nevis is voted best dressed and a trip to the local department store reveals the men's VanHeusen selection...see?  I told you!

Moorahme arrives from St. Kitt's White House anchorage.  They do a slow pass, hollering over plans to get together and then head down to the Pinner's Beach mooring field.  They arrive in their dinghy a short time later, handing over a gift of a bottle of rum, then we follow them into town so they can visit customs.  A few beverages are had at Da Beer, including a chicken curry roti that Mr. Moorahme deems AMAZING!  We head on to Wilma's for lunch.  Wilma used to be a Chef at the Plantation on the island and then opened this elegant restaurant in downtown Nevis, serving local Caribbean dishes.  As cruisers you can clean us up but you can't quite take us out.  There was only one other table of guests, some refined well-dressed locals who were clearly amused by our conversation.  They may or may not have overheard the following:
"I haven't been to a restaurant with walls in a long time."  
"It feels a little confining, like wearing tennis shoes instead of flip flops."
"I miss the chickens and lizards."

Seriously, the food was excellent.  Mrs. Moorahme declared it the best chicken soup she'd ever had, including her own.  There were no prices on the menu but it ended up $33 for two people!  What?!  No pictures of the food?  Yeah, I know.  Too much chit chat.

and beautiful Nevis sunsets






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