Good ol' Bequia

Baby blue skies and puffy lamb's wool clouds. The moorings like a chain of pearls along the caf'e-lined strand walkway. Frangi-panis and palms, green, bushy hillsides . About 50 masts bobbing in the flat, green waters of the long Admiralty Bay. Disturbed only by the 60hp. wooden boats, all brightly painted, named "Kamikaze", "Phat Shag", "African Pride". They roarrrrr by your dinghy. Swimming prohibited?

We meet an American/Dane, Robert, on "Skaramouche", a single-handed boat. A nice new acquaintance. Solo-sailors have such interesting tales to tell.