Tuesday, July 23, 2013

The Windward’s

 
July 11th 2013  

Position 12° 27.301’ N
              61° 29.283’ W
 
Tyrrel Bay, Carriacou, Granada


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The 'Super' Moon as seen in St. Kiits
The purpose of my blog, number one is for me to document the adventure Lavinia and I have embarked upon and secondly to keep in touch with family and friends who want, from time to time, to know where we are! The other by-product of these ramblings is to promote cruising and the life style both under power and sail.

This life is far from boring, frustrating at times, yes! When things are going well and the ‘dream’ is going according to plan this life is as close to idyllic as it gets, or at least we think so. We can do what we want, go where we want, when we want and there are few if any rules. The feeling of freedom is hard to get used to at first; I guess we are all programmed to follow a course in life and the rules that come with that course. Out here you make your own life, own rules (few) and generally beat to one’s own drum. However, when things are not going according to plan then events can be scary, frustrating and annoying. For example readers of my blog will know we are attempting to spend the hurricane season in Trinidad and our insurance company considers that time to be July 1
st. – October 31st. If we are not below 10° 50’N during these dates the plan changes! We have no insurance coverage for windstorm damage or, if we want, we can buy that coverage, it is US$420 extra per month! This, proportionally, is a huge extra premium in relation to the total annual sum we pay. The reason I have brought this up is that we have, again readers will know, been having a problem with our engine fuel supply with air getting into it somewhere and causing the engine to just stop! This is where the idyllic becomes horrific and the plan goes awry. At the moment we have been putting up with this fuel problem now for four months on and off and have finally made a decision to stop and have the whole fuel system investigated and hopefully fixed. We are here in St. Kitts and Nevis where we have employed an engineer of considerable qualification to work on our fuel supply dilemma. The problem we now have is getting him and his staff on board we have been in St. Kitts now for nearly two weeks and have yet to see a wrench! When this kind of thing happens and we have had our fair share, what with the generator failing twice, for different reasons and the inverter/charger giving up on us too, life moves into the ‘out of our control’ mode, not good!

Vybrashun working on the engine
One thing here in the Caribbean, a cultural difference, is the lack of importance associated with time and promptness. Island time, Mon! We love it and go along with it, we participate when things are going well but when they are not one is faced with the choice of putting up with the mentality or causing a fuss which in turn causes a dislike between oneself and the individual which simply perpetuates the problem. Soooo, here we are frustrated, waiting for the help to come, and in the meantime we are running up a huge marina bill spending more money going out to the town and missing our reservation in Trinidad for hurricane season, insurance problems, all not good...life suddenly is no longer idyllic and you start thinking that this cruising life is the pits, being shipwrecked on a beautiful tropical island is no longer romantic or fun. Wait a minute...is life ashore free from frustrations? No of course it is not, everyone has them every day, a flat tire, a flat battery, a traffic jam on the way to work, day to day living anywhere is fraught with obstacles. This is where a reality check and choices come in; which set of problems would you choose? This is the thought process we have to go through as cruisers to keep ourselves in the game. This week HT and I sat down and reminded ourselves that this problem will be behind us soon and our lives will return to the ‘going according to plan’ status. We remind ourselves of the alternatives and any of the land alternatives don’t appeal. They will, of course, eventually but for now, we will continue to cruise until we physically cannot do it anymore. Then, and only then, perhaps the log cabin in the woods, a comfy chair and roaring fire...what, am I really saying this, yes it will be a reality one day. Take note folks, do the adventuring and fun things while you still can, tempus fugit!

Our mechanic Brashun, short for Vybrashun, his street name he tells us, showed up. He carried out many test on the engine to determine that the motor itself was not to blame for its own stopping. Stonewall Jackson passed with flying colours...it had to be the Racor filters or back from there to the tanks. First he discovered that the Racor filters were not full of fuel and that there was a small vacuum showing on the gauge. The filters themselves were new, however, and therefore were not causing the vacuum. Perhaps the fuel tank vents were blocked, all four of them, I don’t think so! Could it be a hose that had a restriction, much speculation was abounding. Brashun bypassed the electric priming pump we had in the line in favour of a fuel bulb the same as one would have on an outboard motor.


Approaching the Grenadines
On Monday July 1
st we set off for Port Elizabeth, Bequia in the Grenadines, we had a great weather window and wanted to make ground. For two complete days we cruised without a care or any problem then right at the 48 hour mark Stonewall decided to take a break! Why then, what changed, all the thoughts were raised again just as each time before when we think that the problem has been identified and fixed. The frustration too is


Gingerbread in Bequia
that each technician wants to go over everything again from scratch whereas if the same technician were able to pick up again I feel we could move on to a different area narrowing down the causes and eliminating them one by one. Here in Bequia, we love this place and have been here before nineteen years ago when we were married on Young Island; a small island just off St. Vincent. During our stay at Young Island we also went on a sail-away honeymoon which took us to Bequia and Mustique two other islands in the Grenadines. We visited our favourite bar The Green Boley and you can see the
Our anchorage in Bequia
Bequia
picture 19 years ago and the one this time!
The same gentleman, Lyston who started the bar and restaurant, was there as usual and greeted us. We joined in a conversation with some of the locals Bob, Jeremy and Fritz and were invited to join them on their table and ended up having an extended visit and more libations than planned...the dinghy ride home in the dark was interesting to say the least! As we sailed out of Admiralty Bay we cruised past Moonhole, check out the link, (http://www.moonholecompany.com/history.aspx) and a shipwreck!

Then!

Now!
July 5th.We set sail for the small island of Mayreau and Salt Whistle Bay. Our friends and fellow cruisers Les, on s/v ‘Golightly’ and Sherman and Judy, on s/v ‘Fairwinds’ were already there with plans to go to the Tobago Cays for a few days, supposedly one of, if not, the prettiest spots in the Windward’s. The dreaded ‘air in the fuel’ plagued us all the way to Salt Whistle so unfortunately after arriving and anchoring in this spectacular little bay we had to make a decision, sadly, to continue south to Tyrrel Bay in Carriacou rather than try and navigate the shallow reef waters of the Tobago Cays with an engine that can stop without warning!



We spent one day in Mayreau, had a ‘sundowners’ party on the beach with about a dozen other cruisers and later ended up back on ‘Partners’ with friend Les for a great supper and, as if we needed it, a good enough bottle of wine! We had a great day and in the morning watched as the ‘fleet’ 


Moonhole, houses built into the cliffs.


Moonhole
‘Golightly’ and ‘Fairwinds’ plus half a dozen other boats, sailed off to the Cays. The next morning we upped anchor and made way towards Clifton, Union Island where we would stay for a day or two until Monday 8 th in order to check-out from The Grenadines. Monday because Customs and Immigration charge exorbitant overtime fees to check-out at the weekend and Holidays. We anchored in front of the reef which protects the harbour and enjoyed a view of ‘Happy Island’ and Palm Island off in the distance. I just cannot describe these vistas and even the photographs don’t really do justice to what we see with our eyes.
While technically there isn’t much of a beach on Happy Island, you would be hard pressed to find an island with no other purpose than to serve as an oasis for rum lovers with a proclivity to limin’. The brain-child of one man: Janti. About 10 years ago he was volunteering to remove conch (or lambi as they are known in the Grenadines) shells from the beaches of Union Island. Do you know how much conch the people of the Grenadines eat? A lot! So he began piling the empty shells up on the reef in Clifton Harbour and before he knew it visitors began using the conch pile as a make-shift bar. He was obviously on to something! A few years and an awful lot of conch shells, some cement and a tremendous amount of work done almost solely by him and you’ve got a Grenadines institution. 


  
Mayreau, Salt Whistle Bay

Mayreau, Salt Whistle Bay
Mayreau, Salt Whistle Bay
Monday came and I took the dinghy into Clifton and immediately found out that it was a National Holiday in St. Vincent and all of the Grenadines! It is Carnival in St. Vincent and that is the reason! Sooo, the Customs and Immigration office was closed in town but still open at the airport, about a mile walk. Not pleased I made the trek to the airport and checked-out including paying the additional EC$120 overtime charge which we stayed until Monday to avoid! Oh well...

Clifton, Union Island
Happy Island
Our next stop was Hillsborough, the capital of Carriacou which is the other main island belonging to Granada and the only check-in port for the island. We did not intend stopping in Hillsborough long as our final destination was to be Tyrrel Bay, a cruiser friendly bay on the west side of the island. Check-in went smoothly and we were granted a three month visa. We wanted this just in case we decided to stay in Grenada longer before going to Trinidad; we were just covering our bases as it is easier to apply at the beginning rather than going back later to request an extension. The Customs office only charged us for a month stay EC$75 so if we did leave early we would not be out of pocket for the whole three months visa we had been given by Immigration; if we stay longer than a month, however, we will have to pay an additional customs fee but will not have to go through the immigration procedures again. We walked back up the town pier to where we had tied our dinghy and the young man who was there ’watching’ the dinghies, I noticed, also carved wooden plaques depicting various scenes. The wood he uses is a red colour and it gets everywhere including in all the moored dinghies! I didn’t think much of it at first and we just continued back to ‘Partners’. We decided to tow the dinghy round the two miles or so to Tyrrel Bay to save the chore of loading it up on the boat deck and then lowering it again after anchoring in Tyrrel Bay. By the time we had made this short trip and a small amount of water had splashed around in the dinghy the white fibreglass floor was red! The wood was toxic! Not really, but it did take me half an hour to bleach out the stains! Other boaters beware...We weren’t anchored for long when the well known ‘Simon’ came by in his skiff to say hello. Simon is a fixture here in Tyrrel Bay, he is written about in most of the cruising guides and can find most anything you will need and provide most any service you will need. Island tours to garbage collection and supplying fresh tasty mangrove oysters are all within his capabilities. We bought a dozen oysters and ate them relaxing on our foredeck seat washed down with a Caribe beer...another idyllic day. Well, actually not quite, we did have the engine fail four times in the short journey round from Hillsborough! While I was drinking my beer and enjoying the oysters I couldn’t help but keep looking towards the neat colourful boatyard just ¼ mile away. I agreed with Lavinia that we would enquire about getting a day tank installed while we were here. Both of us have become increasingly more nervous about making the long open passage from Grenada to Trinidad with our unreliable engine!

Tyrrel Bay, we found out the next day is apparently home to one of the best fabricators in these parts so the decision to install the day tank become more possible. We went to the boatyard and talked to Edwin the yard manager who directed us to Gus, one of the previous owners of the marina. Gus knew everyone and himself was an accomplished diesel technician. I arranged with Gus to come to ‘Partners’ the next day, Wednesday, to do some tests on ‘Stonewall Jackson’ and make sure we had the room to install a day tank!

Our local Supermaket!

That evening after a day where we felt we were on the right track to solving our engine/fuel problems we opened a bottle of wine and ate al fresco on a beautiful Caribbean evening with the only noise the water lapping against the hull. Lavinia heard something and enquired “what is that noise?” I replied and said “probably the wind in the rigging”. No, wrong, it was a neighbouring catamaran that had dragged its anchor and drifted straight back into us! The stern davits had caught in our anchor chain and snubbers and we were ‘joined’. We quickly tried to get fenders between the two boats to save the chaffing which was the noise we heard while eating dinner. Damage was done to our bow and after calling on the VHF and blowing our horn two very helpful men Paul and Brum came to assist us. I released out the two snubbers and used the boat hook to untangle the davits of the catamaran from our anchor gear. Finally we were separated again. The catamaran kept drifting off and the two men managed to get it in tow and take it towards the shore where they could re-anchor it in shallow water. The owner, Bill, we later found out, was not on board and it was lucky in a way that we stopped his boat from drifting out into the Caribbean and on towards Central America, a real threat as with the strong trade winds it would not be the first time a boat that had broken loose from its anchor had travelled the whole width of the Caribbean all by itself! Bill, the owner, was very apologetic about the whole incident and offered to make good the damage. Gus sent Nolan to inspect the damage and for a very reasonable fee will be making us as good as new today. Bill and I agreed that accidents happen and that his embarrassment is almost as bad as our damage, anyway we have agreed to put it all behind us and have a beer together in Prickly Bay, Granada as both of us will be headed that way.

The Moon setting in our anchorage in Tyrrel Bay, Carriacou
Gus informed us that Dominic, the fabricator, was away in Trinidad working (a good testimonial as there are lots of skilled workers in Trinidad). Apparently Dominic is very good! Gus said he should be back by next week and the fabrication of the tank should not take longer than three days, so we are hopeful that in 10 days we will be finished. A brand new tank to supply crystal clear filtered diesel to ‘Stonewall Jackson’, we can’t wait. Once we are operational again we plan on refuelling at Petite Martinique and then will cruise down to St. Georges, Granada for a short stop and to see and walk the town then round to Prickly Bay for some fun and island exploring.

The travels continue...

Saturday, June 15, 2013

Heading South...

June 7th 2013

Position 17° 17.560’ N
                62° 43.495’ W

St. Kitts (Saint Christopher).


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After a lengthy and frustrating delay with much unplanned expense we now appear to have ‘Stonewall Jackson’ performing like his old self. Shadow, the diesel technician at Bitter End Yacht Club, really help us and worked on his day off to enable us to set sail south on Thursday June 6th to take advantage of the great weather window Chris Parker (our weather forecaster) had been predicting would come. The trades have been consistently at or above 20 knots for a month now and although we can travel in these conditions it is rough and miserable, the idea of passage making for us is to do it in the greatest comfort possible. There is nothing better than to cruise in benign sea conditions and to really savour the gentle ocean undulations and a cool light breeze. Trips like this are so pleasant and we both agree that a trip like I have just described remind us of why we love boating and in particular long distance passage making. A few days ago we were very concerned that we would not be able to make our destination of Trinidad by the required date of July 1st. Well, with a little over two days of cruising and 300 nm further south under our belt would then put us within striking distance of our goal. In fact with three weeks left to cover less than 200 nm we will have time to stop and find some idyllic island for us to rest and explore. Our disappointment of having to bypass so many islands has mellowed a little now as we are so happy that the mechanical problems which have consumed us for the past three months seem to be behind us, for the moment at least, dare I say!

For us to meet our insurance companies requirement of being in Trinidad from July 1st – October 31st for what they consider the worst of the hurricane season, is a big worry off our minds. If we had been forced to be above 10° N there would be an addition premium for the added risk so we are happy we can escaped that if all goes well with this round of travel plans!

 Friday 7th Oh no, no, no! After 24 hours of uncomfortable but successful cruising, battling 12’ – 15’ seas crossing the Anegada Passage we had passed Saba Island to our port and Saint Eustatius (Statia to the locals) lay straight ahead, ‘Stonewall Jackson’ decided to take a break...air in the fuel system again. We are dumfounded, with 24 hours of trouble free operation in pretty rough conditions, we are totally mystified again as to what causes this. When the boat stops the tendency is for the hull to settle thwart ships to the waves, she sits in the wave troughs and then she begins to roll and I mean roll. The Kadey Krogen 42’ is built to be able to right itself from a severe roll of, I believe 65°, we were rolling 35°! The routine in these situations is, I have to go into the engine room to bleed the fuel system and Lavinia mans the pilothouse readying to restart the engine and to get ‘Partners’ back on autopilot and her course, with stabilizers running again. This whole operation usually takes less than two to three minutes and is frantic! Invariably I end up knocking myself or cutting some part of me as I descend into the engine room and traverse across it to where the secondary filters are, which I have done many times, only to wonder at what point and when I did it. The adrenalin masks all else accept one’s mind which guides the body through the many steps to achieving the end result of getting the boat under way again. The plan now was to proceed to the next Island which was Saint Christopher or St. Kitts where we knew we would find some help. I spent most of the next four hours in the engine room standing by ready to bleed the engine as necessary. Finally into the lee of St. Kitts the sea calmed and the tall island provided a shield to the wind. Just having calmer conditions brought a little relaxation to the prevailing tension. The next task as we cruised south east down the south west facing coast of St. Kitts, was to call the town marina on our VHF to see if there was a slip available for us and to advise them of our condition and the fact that we would need assistance in case our engine failed at the wrong moment! The entrance to the Marina was straight forward and was free from navigation hazards. We began our approach, right at that point I did one more very quick bleed of the system but no air, had the problem gone away again? By a little after 10:00 we were safely moored up in Port Zante Marina having travelled the last 30 minutes with no engine shut downs! Phew! The anxiety quickly dissipates as the realization of safety returns. Dare I tell you, after securing the boat, connecting the shore power chords and turning off all the navigation equipment, the first thing I did was to ‘crack’ a tube, or in English, I sat on the back deck and drank a beer! I cannot describe how one feels after being subjected to one of the most frightening episodes an owner of a single engine trawler can experience, it is euphoric, an ecstasy, a rapid deflation of the tension which has been your companion for way too long. Remember boats travel slowly, our trawler cruises, in most weather and sea conditions, at 5–6 knots so to travel, in our case, an additional 25 nm to our selected destination, meant another 4 hours of tension, worry and discomfort. We have been doing this for the last three months and 600 nm! Wow, you say these people must be crazy...no we are not, the dilemma with this malady is that the only way we can know the problem is solved is to go to sea and see if we can have a trouble free passage!
Basseterre harbour and marina.

We are a couple who have a passion to be independent, to explore and be our own masters. Above all we want to travel and explore the world on our little white ship ‘Partners’, our only home. We enjoy the fact that there are few if no rules out here, no petty infringements to avoid, no traffic lights to obey per se, nothing controlling our every move...such as, we heard this about our home town of Sarasota, FL. Apparently one is only able to park ones car nose in to a parking garage space as opposed to reversing it in, what? I have never heard of anything so ridiculous. We are in total control of our lives and do as we please when we want to do it. Safety issues and the ‘Rules of the Road’ while underway, we observe to the letter but that is only common sense. When in the many foreign countries we have visited and will visit in the future we try to be the best ambassadors, we read about the local people their culture, customs and what they expect as regards dress code and behaviours; we are the visitors and do not want to be view as unwelcome ones so we behave, we believe that this is a common courtesy. 
The Quay
 
Diverting for a moment...one thing we have found out in these months that we have now been cruising is (here we go with the Soap Box) that our Kadey Krogen built trawler certainly possesses the capabilities to endure and enable us to fulfil our dream, it provides the strong safe platform and design to cope with any sea we have encountered so far and we have had some ‘doozies’ I assure you. If only we could solve the propulsion issue we would be fine. Most trawlers have very simple but fool proof fuel systems and our problem is rare. For any of you ‘wannabees’ don’t worry your boat will be fine. If a Kadey Krogen trawler is in your future call John Gear, John is the President of Kadey Krogen Yachts 800.247.1230 and let him guide you through the process, no pressure just kind understanding conversation...remember though, when it is 'your time', that you will be living on your own ‘little white ship’, as we are, for prolonged periods, so make sure the ergonomics suit you, in other words the liveability. It really is the most important thing. Capability is a given and there are a few other manufacturers who, in their designs, can offer that too, but what about a back ‘porch’ a covered comfortable area from which to view the world and a pilot house to navigate the boat which will also accommodate the ship’s crew in comfort during those multi day passages. One spends probably one tenth to one twentieth of one’s time passage making and the majority of the time at anchor, simply ‘living’ on your boat. Your Kadey Krogen has all these things including ease of movement throughout the whole boat, go and see for yourself! Okay, I'm off the ‘Box’. 

Moored in Zante marina we met the owner of a sailing boat in one of the slips just east of us, he was there due to an engine failure, after having some work done in St. Martin the technician forgot to secure the sump drain plug in his engine allowing all the oil to flood into the bilge, when it was started only a few minutes passed before the motor seized and stopped. Being a sailing boat he was able to continue to port with his sails. David from Indigo Marine here in St. Kitts, mentioned in Chris Doyle’s pilot book for the area, happened, quite coincidently, to be onboard. He was installing a completely new engine in the boat. We had intended to contact him and employ him to help us. David worked with Camper and Nicholson as their Chief Designer for 17 years and has a quality background with much knowledge of ship systems. After a quick interruption and introduction we arranged to meet onboard ‘Partners’ to assess the options. It was late on Friday so we agreed that Monday would be the first opportunity depending on how he was doing with our neighbour’s sailing boat project. 

Monday came and went, David was not able to come...we spent four hours of the day walking around Basseterre trying to find an attachment for a pump we have so we could pump up one of our big fenders which is gradually flattening between ‘Partners’ and the concrete wall we are moored against due to the relentless pressure being applied as a result of the strong easterly trade winds continuously pushing us against the dock. We didn't find anything and ended up dragging it to a tire store and got them to pump it up. The four hours were not totally wasted as we had a great lunch at a little restaurant on the sea front called Elfredo's and it was really good, local food prepared superbly and very attractively presented, a definite recommendation.

On Sunday evening a friend’s daughter Sara who is attending the Veterinary school here came over for dinner so one way or the other we are keeping our minds off our frustrating fuel problem. I wrote to Crews Inn Marina, our hurricane season home in Trinidad, today to advise them that we may be a little late. Hopefully they will keep our reservation open; I am anticipating at this point we could be a couple of weeks late. I also heard from our insurance company that we will still be covered being north of 10° 50’ N after July 1st with the exception of tropical windstorm damage. In other words as long as any claim was not as a result of a named tropical storm we will be fully covered which is some relief. We obviously do not want to subject the boat or ourselves to tropical storm conditions so urgency in fixing our problem still prevails, which will enable us to edge south once again and closer to Trinidad. 
 

We have been in St. Kitts now for a week and still have not been able to start the work on our air in the fuel problem. David who finished the engine installation on the boat just down the dock from us stopped by to confirm that Friday morning the 14th would be ‘D’ day. Well Friday came and Daren, one of David’s employees stopped by the boat to do a minor job separate from the fuel problem job, but also brought us bad news…poor David had hit his head while doing the final check on his engine installation just down the dock and required a trip to the hospital…no starty work today! We are jinxed!  

At three we had arranged with Sara to go to the ‘strip’ at Frigate Bay and watch her play volleyball. The ‘strip’ is a line of bars and restaurants that stretch a good quarter of a mile of more down the beach and all cater to the college students that attend the veterinary school as well as the locals, cheap booze, food and free music (loud).
The 'Strip'

Having fun with Sara 
We had so much fun and by 19:30 had had enough! Three buckets of beer later and a burger each we were sated. (6 beers to a bucket, and there were three of us!). A bucket of beer by the way was $9.25 US. We had to go home but Sara was going to the airport to pick up a friend flying in for a weekend visit…then the plan was, they would go home to shower, change and go back out for more fun, dancing and more of what young college kids do, oh to be young! We really had a super afternoon and evening and only wish we had the stamina to continue on into the night.

St. Kitts at this time of year still has two cruise ships visiting per week which is a huge boost for the local economy. Between the two ships the town of Basseterre is flooded with a total of 6,000 extra people every week all spending a little here and there. The country realizes the value of tourism and is very friendly towards tourists and cruisers like us. We have received nothing but warm hellos and helpful answers to our questions as we have toured around. The majority of the population are descendants from the slaves brought here by the British although now there is an established Asian and Indian population, all integrated quite happily. There does not appear to be poverty the population is well dressed and ‘busy’ I don’t know the employment details but most people seem to have a purpose to their step as they move around. There is industry here; the grocery shops, three very close to the marina, are all well stocked and, in fact, have most of what one would find in the USA plus in addition some things from Europe and England. This was the first island we had stopped at where I found Heinz salad cream, a product synonymous with the famed tea time cucumber sandwiches, yum, we bought some!
 
Although we wish we were further south at this time we are making the best of our stay here and feel lucky that we have found qualified help in a country so welcoming to foreigners; visit St. Kitts you will remember the experience. From the point of view of the cruiser the marina is very reasonably priced at .75c US per foot per day and reliable 110v electricity is .30c per kilowatt, water is a $15 onetime payment for an unlimited quantity. It is easy in and out and right in the town of Basseterre the capital. St. Kitts has both English and French achitecture and is a thriving vital town...

The National Museum
The Clock - modeled after Piccadilly Circus, London


The 'Clock'

Wild Green Monkey

Across the bay at night
There will be more to come from St. Kitts next week…

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

"If we are not moving forward then we are going backwards!"


June 5th 2013  

Position 18° 29.839’ N
                64° 21.603’ W  

Still at Bitter End Yacht Club, Virgin Gorda...I had a good conversation with FOJ (First Officer John) back in Sarasota last evening as I was sitting with the FM enjoying a beer and pizza at the Crawl pub. Conversation ensued as to whether we should scrub our plans to move south towards our originally planned destination of Trinidad, scrap our cruising all together and return to the US or just cruise around the Virgins for a while, we thought six months. So many choices! We left the pub and walked back to ‘Partners’ still mulling over a decision that must be made and quickly. We retired for the evening and after a restless night I rose at 05:00, made a cup of tea and started the thought process all over again. The prospect of going to sea and embarking on a trip of at least 130 nm, which would take us to St. Kitts, possibly 260 nm, if weather permits us to continue south to Dominica, all with an engine that thus far has been unpredictable and plain unreliable, is a frightening prospect and a very difficult decision for me to make. I am making decisions’ for Lavinia too and that is a huge responsibility. While drinking my morning cuppa these thoughts were being processed over and over again. I was miserable and emotional. No one wants to be perceived as a failure or quitter and above all, most importantly, we are really enjoying the cruising life, we are having the time of our lives seeing all these wonderful islands. However, common sense and good judgement must be displayed too, my nature is one of bravado so this emotion I must control. When HT surfaced and had her first cup of coffee in hand we started to talk once more. The conversation didn’t take long and Lavinia uttered the words “if we are not moving forward then we are going backwards”, so...the decision was quickly made, we are moving east and south to the Leeward’s and on to the Windward’s, in other words we are sticking to the original plan and are prepared to suffer the consequences if any. The right decision, we don’t know? I listened to Chris Parker, our weather guru, and he confirmed that an early departure tomorrow would be the best time and from there we should have three reasonable days to cruise south, seas are forecast to be 6' with a 7 second interval with a 4' - 6' wind chop on top, pretty good for these parts. Winds are forecast to be in the 15 - 18 knot range reducing to 10 - 15 on Saturday.

Friday, May 31, 2013

The Virgin Islands III


May 26th 2013  

Position 18° 29.839’ N
                64° 21.603’ W


St. John, USVI and the British Virgin Islands.


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On May 14th we crossed the few miles from Christmas Cove St. Thomas to Cruz Bay St. John. We continued to cruise around the spectacular coast of St. John until we came to Maho Bay. There were plenty of mooring balls available and the weather was settled so this was the spot we decided to spend some time. St. John is very unspoiled and is predominantly a national park. It really is beautiful
the water was crystal clear and where we were moored the depth was 10’ which is shallow for the Virgins; these islands rise straight up from the depths and it is not uncommon to be anchored or moored in 40’ to 60’ of water. We could see the bottom and we swam from the back of the boat. We were only accompanied by one other boat as the photo indicates and really felt isolated and privileged. We spent an idyllic day on the beach swimming and walk, in fact walking the length of the beach with a small lemon shark that was swimming along with us the whole way only 6 – 10 feet away. Our night was calm and peaceful. In the morning, however, when I started the generator to replenish our batteries the inverter/charged quickly showed an overheat warning light! After a quick diagnosis we sadly had to make the decision to leave Maho and seek help from a marine electrician so we sailed from St. John to Soper’s Hole in Tortola, BVI which was the nearest civilization on our continuing route.


Our short trip was uneventful and we were safely tied up in the marina by 10:00. The first thing we had to do is check in with customs and immigration which was on the opposite side of the bay from Frenchmans Cay in West End. Butch, our very helpful dock boy, took me across in the marinas dinghy. The check-in procedure was easy and cost $22.50 which included a one year BVI cruising permit. I could have checked us out at the same time for a small extra cost if I had known when we would be leaving but could not due to us needing the repair, I had no idea how long it would take. Butch picked me up from the Customs and Immigration dock and took me back to Soper’s Hole Marina where I checked in to the marina office to complete their formalities. By this time it was lunch time so we sat on our back deck surveying the area and enjoying the activity. Butch told us that the
marina had a general technician who could look at our problem later in the day, as it turned out he was held up with another job and couldn’t make it. I re thought the situation and called around; it appeared the company to employ was Cay Electronics (pronounced Key) who were in Road Town, the capital of Tortola. I spoke to Butch and thanked him for the help he had offered with their technician; he endorsed the credentials of ‘Cay’. The problem was when they could come! Peter, the gentleman I talked to, could not schedule the inverter guy until Friday 17th May, so here we were stuck in this great place for at least two days.
 

Soper’s Hole is a complex and contains a great grocery store, various boutiques’ and several restaurants. There is also a full service boatyard with travel lift. At night the place was just plain picturesque; the centre piece of the marina is ‘Pussers’, famous in the BVI’s for their stores and, of course, their rum! Nearly every day a new super yacht would stop in at the marina; their outer dock, right next to us, could accommodate up to at least 161’ as that was the length of ‘Te Manu’, a beautiful Codecasa built yacht. The approach channel is deep and it is very easy for these large yachts to come in and leave, not to mention that the grocery store is at the head of the walkway from the docks to the marina, no more than 100 ft away which makes provisioning easy and quick. I think also that they pick up and disembark charter guests here too. The most memorable part of her visit was her underwater lights which attracted many fish, mainly tarpon and small sharks. ‘Te Manu’ stayed two days and over the next three consecutive days there was a different super yacht in the outside slip next to us!
 

During the two days waiting for Friday to come and the technician to fix our inverter/ charger was difficult as the only way we could keep our batteries charged was to run our main engine ‘Stonewall Jackson’. After two days of running 12 hours per day an old problem reared its ugly head, air in our fuel system! Yes, ‘Stonewall Jackson’ quit, he just died! I had a feeling that the small ‘O’ rings that seal the main engine mounted fuel filters was the problem. The last time I had changed them the ‘O’ ring, on one of the two filters, looked a little warn but the Fram filters that I stock have all the replacement gaskets in the box with the exception of the main bolt ‘O’ ring. I ordered a dozen of them from American Marine, the Lehman dealer, which had been sent to our mail service in Florida, but because of the uncertainty of how long we would be spending in any port, have not been scheduled for a delivery to us at this point. We were expecting to ‘order’ our mail when we arrived in Sint Maarten as we knew we would be there a week. Now, because of our problem, we will have to cut that stay short to keep us on track to be in Trinidad by July 1st so I don’t know when we will get a mail drop, perhaps Trinidad! We can ‘see’ our mail on line though as our service St. Brendan’s Isle in Green Cove Springs, FL will scan it which enables us to read it and decide whether we need it sent, shredded or just downloaded in the form of a PDF file, pretty cool actually.
 

Friday 17th Compton, inverter guy, from Cay Electronics arrived on time, something unusual in the Islands, we have found, and immediately went to work. HT and I had already removed the floorboards in the salon to provide access to the engine room so we were ready! Quickly Compton diagnosed that the inverter needed a new fan and a new circuit board. In two hours we were all set and everything was working as it should. We celebrated with an early ‘Happy Hour’!
 

Saturday 18th Back to the air in the fuel and ‘O’ ring problem, HT and I decided to go to Road Town and specifically a store there called ‘Parts and Power’. Apparently this store has everything for boats; we walked round from Frenchmans Cay to West End, about a mile or so, where we knew we could get a taxi, a bus or a ferry which would get us to Road Town, well, the buses don’t run on weekends we found out, and the ferry goes to Charlotte Amalie on St. Thomas where we would then have to catch another one back to Road Town so that was out as it could take all day. The only other option was a taxi. We saw a taxi bus that had a couple of available seats so asked if we could join the crowd. The fare is a little less if there are other passengers on board so instead of having to pay the published fare of $27 we paid $24. Once in Road Town and after a visit to an ATM to be able to pay the cab driver, we had to find ‘Parts and Power’. It turned out we needed a bus, they do run in town at the weekends, as ‘Parts and Power’ was at the far eastern end of town, some two more miles. We arrived and Tony who was the store manager could not have been more helpful and in no time we had the ‘O’ ring and compression washers we needed. Tony showed us around the store and his stock rooms, I don’t think that I have been more impressed the shelves and storage racks went on forever. Apparently the store is one of the main suppliers throughout the Caribbean.
 

We have visited Road Town before having stopped here while on an Oceania cruise aboard ‘Regatta’ our favourite ship. We hopped on board another taxi back into town and began a walk around. Very soon we started to recognise places and areas that we had visited before. A small cafe we passed which we had stopped at on our last visit had a chalkboard menu outside advertising a curried chicken sandwich, I love them, so in we went, and lunch was great. The cafe sold reproductions of old maps and charts and last time we had bought some. One is on the bulkhead in our guest/den/office cabin. We walked to the waterfront and found a taxi stand, singled out a driver and negotiated a fare for the return to Soper’s Hole, off we went. You can see that being a cruiser is time consuming and the convenience of a car being parked outside and always being available and taken for granted, I might add, is quickly forgotten. A trip to a grocery store in some places is an all day affair. Our journey into Road Town was only 7 miles, admittedly the road was windy and bumpy, but would have taken only 20 minutes in one’s own car and the whole outing probably would be over in a couple of hours. What with the waiting for taxi’s buses and the walking in between our trip took 6 hours! We have adjusted and find that this pace is just fine; we do ‘smell the roses’ and the walking, there’s lots of it, is good for us. We see much more and it amazes us what one misses while driving, both in the rural areas as well as in town.
Marina Cay - notice the UK style red phone box!

I quickly reassembled the engine filters and we set sail from Soper’ Hole on Sunday 19th. I had planned a cruise around the north coast of Tortola so we could see all the super bays and sights. We passed by Trellis Bay, Marina Cay and Scrub Island, again I must say that the cruising around these spectacular islands provides scenery and jaw dropping views continuously. Travelling at 6 knots all the time means that we don’t have to pay attention to driving all the time we can walk out to the bow or aft deck to absorb the sights, snap some pictures and generally be aghast at where we are and what we are seeing. The boat was performing perfectly by the way! Soon we were clear of Scrub Island and on our way to the ‘Dogs’, literally! There are seven islands, the three Seal Dogs, West Dog, George Dog and Great Dog and also don’t let us forget Cockroach Island, they are in St. Francis Drake Channel and are mid way from Tortola to Virgin Gorda. We cruised straight through the middle of the island cluster and continued on toward Necker Island in the distance, owned by Sir Richard Branson, towards the entrance to North Sound, Virgin Gorda. The whole cruise from Soper’s Hole to Bitter End Yacht Club in North Sound is approximately 25 nm. The close proximity of all the islands and bays is what make the Virgins such a popular and perfect cruising area. Yes, there are a lot of boats and many are charters; cruising is a little different when you are mixed in with charters as, with no disrespect, they are on vacation and are not on the same ‘mission’ as we are. Cruisers are a breed and want to make friends and expect to mingle and congregate with other cruisers, we feel lonely here as we are ‘late’. What I mean is that most other cruisers are now way south of us on their way to Grenada or Trinidad for the hurricane season; we have some catching up to do; there is still time but we will need good weather windows and no more mechanical problems! Don’t get me wrong the charter companies do a great job of providing the opportunity for so many ‘wannabe’ cruisers to get their feet wet. We have talked to so many cruisers who have at some point ‘tried it out’ with a charter. We just miss the crowd and in particular ‘Ann Louise’ with our friends Bill & Ann on board. They will be in Dominica today some 250 nm miles ahead of use. In reality that distance is no more than 48 hours cruising. I am jumping the gun a little here so let me catch up: We stayed on a mooring ball at Bitter End Yacht Club waiting for a weather window to cross to St. Martin for about a week. Bitter End and Saba Rock are the two most popular and comprehensive destinations in North Sound the others are YCCS (Yacht Club Costa Smeralda) the very grand super yacht marina which is just magnificent and Leverick Bay. There is no doubt that this is a great spot to be waiting for a weather window! We have lots to do to pass the time, there are movies, bars, restaurants and hiking trails, photo opportunities and constant movement of boats in and out; just sitting on our aft deck gazing is interesting! Chris Parker our weather guru was sadly forecasting that the recent streak of high winds and sea would continue with no end in sight. He explained that any vessels wanting to move and head east and south would have to pick the best day out of a bunch of bad ones. Well, we picked yesterday the 25th May. A good day or at least it started that way, we had checked out from the BVI’s the previous day at the Customs and Immigration office in Gun Creek, VG we were all set to cross the Anagada Passage with 8’ seas and a 6’ wind chop on top! Remember this is the best day for the foreseeable future, ugh! Off we went, we didn’t get more than 3 nm and ‘Stonewall Jackson’ quit! Oh no, not again the air in the fuel problem returned. I managed to bleed the system enough, several times, to enable us to limp back to the mooring field at BEYC. In the process of bleeding the engine filters so often I also managed to strip the filter housing threads for one of the bleed screws! HT and I lowered our dinghy again and set off towards the registration at BEYC. We made a phone call to our parts supplier American Diesel in Virginia, US but they were closed, it was Saturday, and as it is Memorial Day on Monday will not re-open until Tuesday so we are here for at least another 7 – 10 days I figure as it will take a week to ship in some parts. Problems always seem to come at weekends!
 

Having an engine that is unreliable is consuming, preoccupying and a nagging thought in one’s mind that won’t go away. It is not fun going to sea wondering if the engine will remain running or not...depressed about our lot HT was doing her best to lift my spirits and reminded me of the beauty of our local and that in spite of the engine problems we were fortunate people...she succeeded ‘snapping me out of it’ and did manage to lift my spirits; we pledged to each other that we would enjoy our extended stay in North Sound. One big event that takes place here every year is the annual Leverick Bay Poker Run, an event which is big with 180 boats participating. Early on Sunday morning we boarded the dinghy and set off for Leverick Bay and the festivities. Here are some pictures of the event...lots of fun!







 

We will be remaining in North Sound to repair our fuel delivery system and do some extensive sea trials before setting off once more to head down the island chain towards our destination of Crews Inn, Chaguaramas, and Trinidad.

There are a couple of lighter subjects to share, Lavinia loves to walk, me not so much but we are 'Partners' right? One day we walked, mostly uphill or so it seemed, as we were walking we passed a tree with very long seed pods that, to me anyway, looked like tongue...a photo op was born.

The other is that my last haircut, not that I have much on top, was back in January before we left Sarasota. For some reason a chance to visit a barber just didn't present itself then I became superstitious about cutting it thinking it might be bad luck, in other words I kept finding excuses not to cut my hair. Eventually we decided that HT could do it and I didn't much care if the result was not 'Vidal Sassoon' like. Soooo, the day arrived see the before and after pictures below! Not bad don't you think?



Here are some more bonus pictures that we took along the way...

Bitter End Yacht Club

Saba Rock





Approaching Necker Island


Stunning!
Our anchorage view North Sound, VG

The view from our slip at BEYC

This will be the last entry for the Virgins my next entry will be from somewhere south of here, I hope! I just don’t know where yet!