Today was my day to get off the boat and make my way over to Red Hook so I could visit Cariga's again and take some proper pictures. Peter took me over to the ferry dock at about 7:30am. The ferry that was supposed to leave at 8am didn't leave until 9:15am. Then we had to stop off at Cruz Bay, St. John to clear customs. Then back on the ferry to Red Hook. I took a taxi from the ferry terminal to Cariga's and was glad to finally get there. I ordered a groupe...

The first order of business was for Dale and Marty to make reservations to fly home from San Juan on the 28th. So while they went ashore to do that, I spent the time getting all my cold weather gear stowed in my seabag which I stowed out of the way in the forepeak. When they all returned, I was shocked to hear that Marty and Dale decided to leave the boat today. They said it was because of cheaper air fares but I wonder. The plan was for them to get off at t...

This morning I was up early and enjoyed the cool morning breezes while the sun rose over the bay. Last night, was the best sleep I've had in 10 days. But today was a work day. Peter had written a whole list of things that needed to be accomplished while he left for RoadTown with our passports. The major task was to get the dingy out of the foredeck hatch and put it together. Then we needed to empty the foredeck rinse it down and let it dry. While Marty and ...

I had the 0400 to 0700 watch. The only thing of interest was a cruise ship that passed, looking like a small island. We arrived in Virgin Gorda about 1500. We picked up a mooring in a place called Bitter End. After tidying up the lines, Marty, Erika, and I went for a swim. This place is very beautiful and well protected. Lots of charter boats moored here, mostly Catamarans. Many people are skittering around the bay in little Hobie Cats or other small, fast...

My watch last night was uneventful but the seas were pretty big so I thought it prudent to hook into the harness for the duration. After my watch I tried again to get some sleep but it was still way to hot. Sometime during the night I was awoken by Peter yelling at Dale for something. I don't know what it is with Dale. It seems like whatever he says or does just rubs Peter the wrong way. This morning Peter and I took another go at the generator and this time...