We ended the season with a fun visit with Co Captain's Quinn and Orion sailing us through the BVI's and bays around St. John in the USVI. Orion departed in St. Thomas while Quinn, James and I continued on to Culebra overnight and then into Puerto Del Rey Marina in Fajardo, Puerto Rico, where we hauled Harlequinn, flushed engines, stripped off canvas and strapped her down for the season.
We are flying back to Seattle on May 10. I'm hoping to find some time to add a few photos then. Otherwise, that's it until Nov 1!
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04/14/2013, 12 N'N:63 05.6'W, Frances Bay, St. John
It was a beautiful morning as we kayaked ashore against an eighteen knot wind, then hiked the Francis Bay trail to the road that led to Leinster Bay Trail delivering us to Waterlemon Bay. There we donned snorkeling gear to swim out to a small Cay. Circling the cay we swam with turtles, rays, brilliantly painted parrot fish, a pair of queen angelfish ,literally clouds of minnows, sea fans and sea whips,and huge branches of live elkhorn coral. Reversing the process we passed the Anaburg plantation ruins we plan on visiting later in the week. "Josephine's" mixed greens, topped with pecans carlemized in nutmeg syrup, lemon mangoes wrapped in Black forest ham before being rolled in toasted sesame seed and the last of our ciabatta toasted in olive oil and garlic, left us rhapsodizing over our good fortune. "We must have done something good!"
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Our definition of a "good town" is that the call of roosters wakes you in the morning. An anchorage that touches my soul has a pair of oyster catchers whistling back and forth to each other, their long legs carefully tiptoeing through the water's edge, their bright red beaks ready to pierce a tasty "tapa". Small bites lead to a feast. They are a couple, living, much like we do, on the edge of the ocean, luxuriating in the unspoiled and simple, an undeveloped hillside falling down to s clean shoreside of rocks, to decorated with oysters, top shells, chitons, slipping off to mermaids cups, sea lettuce,fragile shoreside creatures,and deeper still to soft corals with swirls of juvenile fish, blennies defending their homes and on to the drama of the coral reefs. And all of this, we know we two will find if we hear the call of the oyster catcher even before we spot their bright red beaks and long legs picking their way across the rocky shore.
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