24 March 2007 | BVI
We got up early to get my parents over to the air port. They did a bit of their own mad packing and at 8AM we jumped in the dinghy for the trip over to trellis bay. It was actually a little more complicated than that.
Little Star is fairly famous for dousing my Mom on any sort of lengthy excursion. In fact all dinghies seem to douse my Mom. Historically she has had a wave break on her while loading the dinghy at the Baths, she has had the chop soak her solid on the way to numerous restaurants, and now confronted with a trip across the channel to the air port much discussion ensued. People were trying to figure out how to get the Marina Cay shuttle to pick us up (we were anchored out), how to hail a water taxi, how to get one of the guys on the Boston Whalers zipping back and forth to stop and pick us up. I even considered taking the big boat to the dock.
In the end it was Little Star or broke. Hideko and I ferried the luggage over first to keep it dry and Hideko waited at the dock with the bags while I went back for the parental units. This also let me scout out the shortest safe route with the least chop. It wasn't a bad ride over but my Mom did get a little wet just to keep appearances.
It was sad to see them go because most of their time on the boat we were in Japan. We had some food at the Beef Island Airport Cafe, which is surprisingly good, and saw them to the check point. And then there were four.
We motored little star back to the boat and took the rest of the day off with everyone just relaxing and enjoying the view of the North Tortolla Sound.