Spring House Bequia

... Thanks again Meg and Kim for all of that helpful information about Bequia. We then headed down to the local street market and picked up some fresh fruits from Sunshine. Sunshine was very entertaining.<br><br>We still had not stepped foot on the beach.<br><br>We finally headed to the beach, which was just 50 steps from our front door,and it was absolutely amazing. The views, foliage, and water were incredible. Words and pictures can't ...

Bequai to St Vincent (the main Grenadine island) was via the regular ferry service &#8211; through very rough waters &#8211; every muscle was tensed to hang on and keep the status quo! Charlie met us on arrival and we went to the hotel (Beachcomber) to meet up with Jo, and Ben and Clair. <br><br>We were taken in a minibus along the coast and up into the interior for the volcano trek. No checks had been made as to our fitness/ability etc. and the climb was ...

... heavy seas were beam on all the way. The ferry rolled from 45 degrees on one side to 45 degrees on the other....imagine the pendulum on a grandfather clock - quadruple its movement and then invert it - that's how lovely the ride from Bequia to St. Vincent was. But we did it, and neither of us seasick - not that we didn't feel like it - just couldn't afford to let go with either white knuckled hand. But hey - there we were in Kingstown - St. Vincent!

... line and grab a gently warmed plate on which I will soon burden with a mountainous terrain of gourmet food. Lost in a drool-inducing fantasy of what is to come, I hardly notice that the Andersons, a Swedish couple celebrating their wedding anniversary that I met earlier in the week at Friendship Bay, are standing behind me. We both acknowledge our recognition of each other with the universally understood smile. When I last saw ...

... get caught in nets and thus are a nuisance to the fisherman. It's also a nod to his grandfather, also a fisherman, who referred to everyone as an oldhegg, especially Orton. Reached via a beautiful walk through Spring starting from Port Elizabeth or via taxi, visitors will gain a unique opportunity to meet these amazing creatures in all stages of their life. Not only will visitors see turtles up close, they will also learn about ...

... is considered an indigenous tradition, the country is allowed to catch two whales per year under international treaty. In 1979 St. Vincent and the Grenadines attained independence but remained part of the British Commonwealth. Due to its off-the-beaten-path location, Bequia, and the country as a whole, has focused on local, authentically Caribbean tourism that appeals to yachters and adventure travelers. In a ...

... ashore, a special occasion which had to be celebrated down the local bar with cocktails and an english fry-up. Thank the lord for an english skipper! The next day it was back on the sailing and we travelled up to the next island Bequia. spending a few days here exploring the island, goats, beaches and bars. Next stop is the beautiful St. Vincent and then to St. Lucia to watch some football. Big Love Cooper Out

... to FS. Al chose to use Ullie's men to clean Free Spirit's barnacle encrusted bottom. We later learned from other cruisers that both the Lagoon and the Marina are known for this problem. Once her bottom was cleaned, we were ready to head south. It was blowing over 20 so we chose to avoid the funneling effect at the Pitons and overnighted on a mooring at Anse Couchon. At 6 AM we set sail for St. Vincent and what a spectacular sail it was! We ate up the 35 miles to Wallilabou in ...

Started the day with an early trip to the beach on Lower Bay at 9:30 am. Lunch & naps for Zoya, Liam & John while Nancy and Matty headed into Port Elizabeth to replenish supplies. Matty and Liam braved the pool in the afternoon (see the pics). We all opted to head to Friendship bay and the warmer waters. We walked ...

... before I said something really stupid like 'so... your Mick Jagger then are you?' or 'Music... I hear your'e into it a bit?' I walked off completely light headed. Then to complete the night, after I sat down at our table, some blonde chick behind me started playing with my hair, here we go I thought.... "hello, whats your name?' 'Paul, how about you? 'I'm Jane, Jane Hillfiger' Right, just met Tommies niece, but you know what I thought? Ive just met Mick Jagger ...