Whistle Bay, Mayreau
After the fantastic pig roast on June 9, described in the previous post, we hung
around for one more day and then moved on down to Carriacou, but stopping
briefly at Clifton, St. Vincent in order to check out. A boat boy helped
us attach to a mooring, and then took Barb in to the dock. I stayed
aboard, because the moorings in the crowded anchorage of Clifton are closely
packed and of dubious quality.
Tyrrel Bay, Carriacou
We checked in at Hillsborough, Carriacou, and then moved around to Tyrrel Bay.
We had hardly set the anchor when familiar faces began to appear at our boat.
Simon, selling wines from Chile and oysters from the local mangroves.
Robert, selling oysters and limes, hinting broadly about his interest in
receiving a bit of rum. Tyrrel Bay is a quiet place, and we enjoy spending
time there. Barb walked and bused in to Hillsborough for a few groceries
one day. On another Barb and I caught the bus over to Cow Foot Restaurant,
where Teresa served us a delicious chicken roti. We had pizza several
times at the Lazy Turtle -- always good. With great anticipation we
attempted to have dinner at the acclaimed but relatively new "Slipway"
restaurant, but alas, they had just closed for a two-week vacation.
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Robert displays the "eighth" of rum I have given him and the mangrove oysters he has for sale
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Teresa's chicken roti
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Entrance to the Cow Foot restaurant
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Back to Union Island
Back in July, 2011, we had gone to Union Island in order to purchase diesel fuel
from Tanya. (700 gals. at $2.62/gal.) Now we had room for fuel again.
When we called Tanya, ph 784-529-5044, it turned out that she had moved to
Hillsborough and had upgraded to a much larger vessel from which to pump the
fuel. She buys her fuel from Venezuela sources; they may be breaking their
laws but she has a Grenada license to resell the fuel. Since moving to
Carriacou she has begun limiting her business to high-volume customers; she told
us the lower limit is about 500 gallons. The only "rub" for those who can
accommodate that much is that the fuel is sold duty-free, which means it must be
sold to vessels that are in transit. For cruisers such as us, that
requires that one be checked out of Grenada/Carriacou. So we had to check
out at Hillsborough and list the destination as Clifton, St. Vincent, the
nearest "foreign" port of entry. On June 18, after taking on 472 gallons
at $3.02 per gallon, we motored back to our least-favorite port: Clifton,
St. Vincent. After taking care of the check-in formalities we moved over
to Chatham Bay, where protected waters were much more favorable for me to work
on our anchor winch, which had begun to intermittently fail. I replaced
the solenoids, and was dismayed to discover that the winch was still not working
reliably. Went to bed hoping for the best, and awoke in the morning to
discover the worst. No function of the winch. Time to get to a
location where we had better communication; we had neither wi-fi nor phone in
Chatham Bay. But first we had to retrieve 150 feet of anchor chain.
We have a tool for retrieving by hand; it advances the chain by about 3 links
per throw. By the time we got the anchor up, we not only had water
blisters on our hands, we also were too late to make it to any of the marinas on
the southeastern side of Grenada. So we stopped at Port Louis Marina in
St. George's, Grenada, where we remain as this is written.
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While waiting for Barb to check in at Clifton ...
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... I stayed aboard and photographed these surfers
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Barb takes a turn at retrieving the anchor in Chatham Bay
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Grenada -- Port Louis Marina
The slips with American-style power were all occupied when we arrived, so we had
to tie up to a slip that only features European-style power: 220
single-phase volts at 50 cycles per second. So we are paying for a slip at
which we must still run our generator daily; we are getting water but no power
from shore. After an informative phone call to a Maxwell winch
representative, I set about getting to the winch motor. The winch housing
was stuck fast to the deck. As I laboriously loosened the housing, I was
met by more bad news: oil dripping down from under the casing.
Obviously, there was a leaking seal someplace. When I finally got the
casing loose and turned on its side, I got additional bad news: in setting
the casing on its side I had apparently over-stressed one of the bolts that
serve as electrical terminal posts on the motor. It broke off in its hole.
As this is written the motor has been repaired by Mike of Palm Tree Marine at Le
Phare Bleu. We took it down to him on June 20 when we caught a special bus
to Le Phare Bleu in order to attend a dinghy concert. (See below.)
Meanwhile, we await arrival of a seal kit and a bearing kit from Defender.
The Expedited International FedEx charges exceed the cost of the parts, but we
are anxious to get away from the slip and back to anchoring.
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Loosening the caulk that sealed the casing to the deck
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Oops! Oil on the other side of that caulk!
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Mounting bolts and electrical connections are hard to reach -- even with the casing turned on its side
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The site of the broken terminal post
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View from Port Louis tower.
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Dinghy Concert, Clarkes Court Bay
The friendly staff here at the marina came around on the morning of June 20 to
ask if we were interested in attending the Dinghy Concert down in Clarkes Court
Bay. We talked Marilyn and Martin (Rocking Horse) into joining us,
and they recruited a Swedish couple, Hjalmar and Britt-Marie (Flying Penguin).
We and many others piled into a bus and were taken to Le Phare Bleu, where a
large crowd had gathered to be ferried out to the concert site. The
concert was the eighth in a series and was the largest so far. It was
covered by videographers that have subsequently placed their coverage on
www.youtube.com with the title of "8th
Dinghy Concert". Performing on the rear deck of a tugboat, the
entertainers were Richard Strachan, Jenny Jeremiah, Peter Evans, and KungFu.
Some of the audience were on a huge barge attached to the tugboat; others were
on a large sailboat on the other side of the tug; others were on vessels
anchored nearby, and a huge number were on dinghies that were tied together
behind the tug and along and behind the barge. Beer was available for sale
on the barge; and Island Water World was also passing out "one per person"
coupons for Carib beer.
When we arrived there were very few seats remaining on the barge, but nearby
dinghies contained friends from the recent pig roast so we crawled out to join
them. Great fun.
Afterward many of those that came via Le Phare Bleu partook of their
family-style dinner before repairing to Port Louis by bus.
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Chuck, Hjalmar, Britt-Marie, Martin and Marilyn on the Le Phare Bleu dock awaiting the ferry to the concert
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Scene as we arrived at the concert site
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Jenny
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KungFu and Jenny in a duet
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Panorama of the audience barge
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Some of the dinghies attending
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Videographer shooting from mast of adjacent sailboat
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Marilyn and Martin on the barge
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Lilly (Tiger Lilly)
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Terry (Nino) cuts a rug on her dinghy
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Cheryl (Just Imagine) is moved by the music
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Mark, David, Willie in foreground with Rob and Ellen in the back
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Mark, David, Barb and Willie; Rob and Ellen 2nd tier; Morgan in the rear
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Ken and Lynn (Silverheels) on the near dinghy
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