11 February 1995 The Bight to Marina Cay, Virgin Gorda
We had a nice sail to Road Town. The wind was very light to start with and I went in the dinghy to take photos of the boat under sail. Glenys and I ran around Road Town like maniacs getting gas and shopping. We then motored around to Marina Cay. We visited the bar for happy hour – Pussers pain killers. Absolutely deadly things especially since it was twofers...
12 February 1995 Marina Cay to Gorda Sound, Virgin Gorda
I filled 2 dive tanks and filled up with water and fuel. We motored over to the Dog Islands and we did a dive. I spotted a couple of lobster so I filled a tank and went down by myself to try to get one. I snared one but it was so deeply embedded in its little cave that I only succeeded in snapping the wire loop off my snare. We sailed to Gorda Sound, picked up another free bottle of Pussers and relaxed with rum punches in a nice calm anchorage.
13 February 1995 Gorda Sound to Trellis Bay, Virgin Gorda
We had a nice sail down to the Baths. I did a Discover Scuba Dive with Mum. I’m not sure whether she enjoyed it or not! We spent the afternoon lounging on the beach, climbing rocks and snorkelling. I filled 3 tanks.
We then motored across to Trellis Bay and went out to “The Last Resort” for dinner – excellent! A good buffet meal and one man entertainment by the owner with jokes, songs and electronic sound effects. They have a donkey which pushes its head through a split door to check out what is going on (and to be fed carrots by the kids...) A great last day for Mum and Dad.
14 February 1995 Trellis Bay, Virgin Gorda
Mum and Dad spent the morning packing, Glenys nursed her hangover and I mooched about. We went out for lunch at a beach bar which was very nice apart from the sand flies. We then picked up Mum and Dad’s luggage and walked them to the airport. It was sad to see them go but a relief from the pressure of two months of visitors.
I felt in limbo because we’ve come to the end of a stage of our journey – I just HAD to get the chart out and plan our next year’s travelling. We decided not to go up to the States, but instead we will go back down the islands, through Venezuela and Bonaire, and then across to Honduras, Belize, before going to the States via Cuba. We expect to be in Florida for a month in April/May before crossing back to Europe.
15 February 1995 Trellis Bay to Spanish Town, Virgin Gorda
It threw it down this morning. I awoke at five in the morning because I was cold! I couldn’t be bothered to search for a blanket so I stayed cold until I got up. We waited for a gap in the rain and motored over to Spanish Town. Glenys went into the Marina to go to a launderette and do some shopping. I filled 5 tanks. We then motored around to Gorda Sound, where we expect to remain for a few days.
16 February 1995 Spanish Town, Virgin Gorda
School work in the morning. I then spent most of the afternoon windsurfing – I’m starting to gybe quite smoothly now except for the last bit where the board seems to sink and hook around. I don’t know if it’s me or the board.
A guy came over and wants to do a dive with me, so I’ve arranged to meet him at The Dogs tomorrow. I picked up 3 conch in the shallows by the beach and then proceeded to make a mess trying to get the lambi out of the shells. I ended up having to smash the shells to pieces and got slime all over the place. I’ll have to find out how the locals do it! One of the towing points ripped off the dinghy today – another job! I’ve started to write my C.V. – its only 18 months before I have to get a job.
17 February 1995 Spanish Town to Trellis Bay, Virgin Gorda
We motored around to the Dogs and met Chris Nute. I took him for a dive while Glenys did a bit of school work. We had a nice dive and I spotted a very large lobster.
After lunch Glenys and I went back to The Visibles to try to get the lobster. We found it and I managed to poke it out of its hole and then it gave me a good chase before disappearing into another cave. I tried to poke it out but only succeeded in rooting out a smaller one, which I managed to catch (2.75 lb). I reckon the big one pushed the smaller one out!
We then motored over to Trellis Bay, where it continued to blow a hooley. Filled 4 tanks.
18 February 1995 Trellis Bay, Virgin Gorda
Blew a hooley all night and all day. School work in the morning. I repaired one of the towing points on the dinghy and then spent the rest of the day and evening doing our accounts up to the end of December - we’ve blown £16K in 9 months. £4K on the boat, £4K on diving, £4K on food and £4K on living. We’ve only got £37K left in the bank. If only we hadn’t hauled out and I hadn’t done the Instructors Course...
19 February 1995 Trellis Bay to Cane Garden Bay, Tortola
It was still blowing this morning, so we decided to go to Cane Garden Bay. Before we left, Glenys and I went ashore to get some food. I went to the windsurfing centre and looked at second-hand boards – they’ve got an Astro Rock ‘91 which I could probably get for $200 U.S. I’ll wait and see what they’ve got in St Thomas. We were caught by a heavy rain squall on the way to Cane Garden Bay and got soaked. The anchorage in Cane Garden Bay is wonderfully peaceful.
20 February 1995 Cane Garden Bay, Tortola
School work in the morning. I did Brett’s school work with him. What a pain in the neck he is about working. It took 4½ hours to do the lesson with constant attention, persuasion and reprimands. He spends too much time feeling sorry for himself instead of just getting on with it. I suppose we will just have to keep plugging away until he gets back into the routine again.
I played the clarinet and built Lego castles in the afternoon. Glenys painted a custom flag for an American and earned $20. Gary and Jackie from “Celebration” (USA) came for drinks.