Stop press. Paradise found. Tobago Cays.
by Lucy Gilliam
After Grenada we set our sails to head northwards to Martinique via the Grenadine islands. This was the first time sailing for our 3 new ship mates, Emma, Matt, and Mike. Not a moment was lost getting them up to speed helming Irene, hoisting sails and coiling ropes. Being the prize klutz that I am I fell down the stairs and split my toe which led to a very elaborate medical procedure on my foot from our resident paramedic Antoine.
The following morning after clearing into Union island we anchored in Tobago Cays for 2 days of relaxation and recharging of batteries. Tobago cays is paradise. Simple as that. Crystal clear turquoise waters, white sands beaches, coconuts, and the most incredible reefs. We swam, snorkelled, dosed under palm trees and explored the little islands. We spotted loads of iguanas, tortoises, manta rays and turtles. One evening we had a bbq feast on one of the islands. As we whiled away the evening we spotted a fever of manta rays and a shiver of reef sharks circling and gliding silently along the shore.
It was hard to tear ourselves away and set the sails once again. We sailed for 20 hours overnight to Martinique, passing St Vincent and St Lucia to starboard, arriving just after dawn.
Martinique is a French Caribbean island. As we sailed into Marin we were struck by the level of development and the shear number of yachts in the marina. A bit like Marseille engulfed in jungle.
Anyway today I’m going to let the pictures do the talking! I’m off now to visit another rum distillery and source some spice.