Picture this: It's 4pm and a short dinghy drive from the yacht to a sandy cay in the middle of the ocean where we do yoga on the sand surrounded by small islands and two smoking volcanoes as a back drop. This is followed by drinks and nibbles with the 10 or so yachts in this anchorage - some we have met before and others are new friends whom we are bound to see again.
By day the same sandy cay is the spot to leave the dinghy and flop into the crystal clear water to observe the brightly coloured fish and corals. As you can imagine this place was very hard to leave . . .