Sunday, 5 June 2022

Goodbye to the Caribbean

It’s a while since our last blog and the reason may be quite a surprise to some of you. The truth is that although beautiful in so many ways, after three seasons, we have become quite bored with the Caribbean and haven't felt we had enough new exciting material to report.   

It’s a fantastic place to go for a holiday for a couple of weeks, or to get away from it all and unwind.  We however are not on a short break from work and we are pretty much relaxed most of the time, having been retired and sailing continuously for the last 5 years. 

There are only so many times you can marvel at a white beach, a line of palm trees, beautiful, coloured seas and stunning sunsets before they become just part of the day to day.  When we first arrived we were so shocked that people ever built houses without big windows facing the sea, but now we know that when you see the view every day, it becomes less awesome.

You only have to look up the top 10 places to visit on any Caribbean island and at least the top 7 will be beaches or sea view look out points.  Add the fact that neither of us is into sunbathing – we try to avoid the sun most of the time, that reduces the list of interesting things to do.  We know that we would never buy a house here.  


Sheer Rocks - view from one of our favourite restaurants 

Princess Diana Beach Barbuda - probably the nicest beach in the world

I know this sounds really ungrateful, but we prefer to be honest about our experiences in the lifestyle we are leading. 

What we have missed is having a blend of those beautiful sun, sea and beach aspects alongside some city buzz, wider choice of restaurants, different culture, art and historical places to see and visit.  The Mediterranean offered that balance. The Caribbean much less so, and is probably too quiet for us.

People talk about port rot in the Caribbean – which usually refers to people who have arrived, found it beautiful, enjoyed the pace of life and just stayed; using their boats as apartments with great sea views, but rarely moving them.  And why not? Staying for years and becoming part of a  friendly liveaboard community is undoubtedly right for some people, but not us.  We chose this life for the travel and as a result we have realised we need to keep moving; staying too long in one place doesn’t really work that well for us – when we get bored, we argue.


So, once we had decided that we would be moving west before the start of hurricane season at the end of May, and after 2 years of Covid with no visitors, we suddenly found ourselves with multiple arrangements for friends and family to visit before we left. We also needed to make sure that we had some essential maintenance work done on Viridian before heading west and into the Pacific, so between January and May it has been non-stop juggling of work schedules and visitors.


We had been in Grenada for hurricane season and our friends Ella and Rutger came to stay before we left. This is their second trip to the boat, so they were prepared for the experience, although Rutger did re-visit his breakfast on our trip from Grenada to Carriacou.  We had a great week, snorkelling, hiking and of course eating out.

On our way to Carriacou.  Ella has her sea legs already



Picnic at our favourite Grenadian waterfalls at Mt Carmel 

After Grenada, we headed north, spending time in some of our favourite places from previous seasons.  One of our favourite islands is Mayreau, with a population of only 270, everyone is very friendly - we even got invited along with the entire island to a wedding out at Ranch Escapade. 


Following our extensive experience with local rum punch at the wedding, after which I fell in the sea in the dark, getting into the dinghy; we had the brilliant idea of doing a survey of rum punches from the bar at the top of the village right down to Shirley's bar on the beach. 

We started enthusiastically with a little spreadsheet in a notebook, giving marks for appearance, taste, alcohol content, size, ambience of bar and value for money. We also took photographs of each one and congratulated ourselves on what a lovely useful chart we could make and put on our blog for others to use.   


Rum Punch 1 at the Reggae Bar at the top of the hill  An excellent start with good decoration.


The Sunshine Bar - Rum Punch 2 met with huge approval although there was no umbrella



Bar 3 Robby's bar is very quirky


Not bad Robby but a bit small was the verdict


No idea how it happened, but somehow we lost the spreadsheet somewhere between the fourth and sixth bar.  

We made it to Shirley's bar on the beach which is owned by Owen, the island's Chief of Police (there is only the one police officer).  We excitedly told him about the survey we had been conducting and he was clearly impressed but insisted on escorting and assisting us into the dinghy in the dark when we returned to the boat.

Shirley's bar (Owen's mother in law is Shirley) - our favourite bar 


And the rum punch is pretty good

Following a much needed 'day of rest', we then headed to Martinique and embarked on the first of our boat upgrades – a new fridge/freezer which I was very excited about.  

I had been in charge of measuring and ordering the fridge and the worktops and was confident that I had the height, width and depth correct, so imagine my horror when the old fridge was removed and I saw underneath it.  I had failed to take account of the curve of the boat where the bottom of the fridge would be, so the depth measurement was totally wrong and the very expensive fridge freezer, ordered by Caraibe Marine specifically for us and delivered from Italy, would not fit.

Add to this the language issues when ordering the fridge in the first place which led to what I thought was the big fridge drawer turning out to be a freezer drawer and the little drawer was the fridge.  What a mess! 


For those who like before and after photos - this is the galley before

As you can see the worktop is cracked.  The original fridge-freezer was a top and front loader
Note the microwave on the left, neatly fitting in its tailor made space



Zut alors! Forgot about the hull. 

After a lot of swearing and jabbering by a load of French blokes all crammed in the galley, (big fridge guy Patrice, little fridge guy Gabriel, carpenter Serge (think French Victor Meldrew), and Caraibe Marine's senior manager - Gaiton), it was decided that the worktop would have to be raised on that section and a new frame built to accommodate the new fridge, which also meant the microwave door then wouldn't open so losing that space and the microwave as well.  Also, the worktop needed specialist involvement and several costly extra visits to the boat at each stage as things kept changing.  At this point we had no fridge so Greg couldn’t even get a cold beer to drown his sorrows!  He was not amused.


Serge did a lot of swearing in French 

Greg then had to return to the UK for a couple of weeks, so I was left in Martinique to resolve the mess of my own making……

One night, I had what I thought was a brilliant brainwave; I would surprise Greg by installing another fridge dedicated to beer which would compensate for the now depleted fridge capacity. I got Patrice round the next morning to join me in scoping out the project and we decided to put it in a wardrobe in one of the guest cabins which is mainly used for storage.  He was certain my husband would be thrilled to have such a wife who installed an expensive beer fridge for him as a surprise.

 

The new beer fridge in the wardrobe

Unfortunately, I had not thought through the electrics and power consumption and obviously Patrice wasn't concerned with such matters - he was just pleased to have another sale.  The boat had to have new wiring to accommodate it and instead of being thrilled on his return, Greg was furious and demanded to know how we were going to manage the extra power consumption, which I had not factored in at all.  It was not a happy time.  I like to call it ‘fridgegate’ but if I mention ‘fridgegate’ it starts another row.  Typing it here is evidence of how dangerously I like to live.


New fridge -  higher than the cooker and rest of units
with big freezer drawer at the top and little fridge at the bottom :(


The after shot of the worktop

Whilst we were on the dock, we realised that Caraibe Marine in Le Marin was also a good place to get rigging done, so we decided to have all the standing rigging replaced which was a bit of an ouch financially but was the right thing to do for peace of mind when travelling further west and into the Pacific.

We also decided to finally replace our water maker after 5 years of throwing good money after bad at the original 20 year old one.  We purchased an Ecotec water maker which can convert 160 litres of salt water into fresh water per hour. That was an excellent decision.  The relief of having a working water maker on board cannot be underestimated. It means we should be self sufficient going onwards which is crucial on long passages.

Then finally as we thought we had done everything and drained the bank balances, we discovered that we needed a new windlass for pulling up the anchor.  Although still working, our old and original windlass had almost rusted through and could have left us in an unsafe situation should it have failed on anchor.  So again, we now have new equipment which should see us safe as we continue our travels.


In the nick of time by the looks of it

Although it was an expensive and stressful time on the dock getting all the work done, we met and made some new sailing friends who were also getting work done in readiness for their Pacific plans and also met up with friends from previous seasons. We love the fact that we continually meet and re-meet people in different places, as we all travel at different paces but eventually we intersect again. 

 

Congratulations to Pete and Libby who got engaged. 
Great to see them again on their new Swan -  Starlight, also getting ready for the Pacific

As is always the case, making arrangements for guests when you are getting work done is always a tricky balance.  Work almost always over-runs or something breaks, or the weather is unfavourable.  We have learned our lessons over the last five years, so when our son Ed and his girlfriend Anna decided to come, we asked them to fly to Martinique where we were having the work done, so that if it over ran we would at least be on the island they were flying into.  We had a great time visiting waterfalls,  snorkelling and spending time at the Martinique carnival.

 

Looking a bit bedraggled after a downpour at the carnival 

Ed taking the helm


A relaxing break from the pressures of work in London 


We then had a small window to get to Antigua and prepare before Miranda arrived for a 12 day holiday.

 

Always happy in the sun


She wasn't expecting that lurch on our way to Barbuda!


I miss this


Greg's birthday coincided with Miranda's visit which made it very special.  We met up again with Jenny and Rowan on their beautiful new catamaran PolePole and agreed to meet in Barbuda for birthday lunch at Nobu on the beach.  


Greg enjoying wearing his birthday present from my mum Betty


Fabulous birthday lunch at Nobu with Rowan, Jenny and Miranda


Greg modelling his birthday present from Miranda


Our friend Sue flew in on the plane that Miranda flew out on.  That was our first back-to-back guest situation which we would ideally not do again, as we needed time in between for recuperating, washing, and provisioning. Sue however was a very easy guest, mucking in and helping out as much as possible, always with a big smile.  We had a lovely time.

Cocktails at Nobu with Sue

Our final guests of the season, my brother Andrew, sister in law Wendy and my niece Abigail arrived in time for Antigua sailing week.  We put our bikes and spinnakers in storage to make a bit more room on board which was a good decision.  Greg was racing every day with the team on SY Voilactus, so we explored Antigua and watched some of the racing.  It was a fun week to be here as there were parties and events happening each evening. 


So great to spend time with my bro!


And with my gorgeous niece Abigail

 

Greg and Wendy enjoying the craic at Sheer Rocks

 

Trip to Stingray City 







Greg on the podium with the Voilactus crew - glad they had a good race week


So as we said goodbye to our final guests, we also said goodbye to the Windward and Leeward islands and set sail for Colombia, via a re-provisioning stop over and quick catch up with Naomi and Guy on Zambezi in Bonaire. 


It's hard to believe we are leaving as our third hurricane season looms, but we have had a great time, and now is the right time for us to move on.

 

 


 

 

 

 


Tuesday, 9 November 2021

Shit, bugger, damn and the Bionic Man

It’s been a long time since our last blog, largely because we have had the longest period of time off Viridian since we started out in May 2017.

You may recall at the start of the lockdowns in March 2020, we had been scheduled to return to the UK for Greg to get his hip replaced on 2nd April, but everything was cancelled and we ended up in lockdown in Martinique instead.

Well, the good old NHS has caught up a bit and Greg moved up the waiting list to get his operation at the start of July - so Viridian has been tucked up, out of the water, tied down on the hard in Spice Island Marine in Grenada for the last few months. 

Before Viridian was lifted, Greg was Home Alone in Prickly Bay for a month so he took the opportunity to refresh his diving skills and did several interesting dives with the local school. They visited the Underwater Sculpture Park and dived on a couple of wrecks off St George’s. 




Greg also bought us a barbecue which I had been asking for  over the last 4 years, but it appears that faced with cooking on the hob, the urge to get one was suddenly critical. 




There is post operative period of about 12 weeks before long-haul flights are advisable, so we have only recently returned to Grenada and are now back on board.  Luckily the lay period has coincided with hurricane season, so we wouldn’t have been travelling much in any case.


The new hip is titanium, which seems to set off the Xray machines at the airport. It’s a pretty impressive scar. I said to Greg, I think it’s much cooler to pretend to have survived a shark attack than a hip op, so if we become grandparents at some pointyou can impress them with it!



Despite the madness that seems to be taking the UK in a direction we are 
very unhappy about, it was nice in many ways to be back homeWe enjoyed being back in the buzz of London, seeing friends and family, having baths, going daily to the fantastic new gym at Braywick , shopping and watching the telly!!!!  All a bit of a novelty really.  I particularly enjoyed not wearing factor 50 every day and giving my skin some much needed respite. 


The herd of elephant sculptures in St James's Park

Sean and Greg enjoying a beer at The Windmill on Clapham Common



Day out in London with Sue Johne

 

Ed and Miranda have both moved home so it was great to see them in their new environments and to go out for dinner together as a family.

 

I got back in time to pick some dock leaves and get up to Yorkshire with Miranda in time to enter the annual dock pudding competition which had been thankfully delayed.  Much to the annoyance of my family and northern friends the ‘southern’ docks won yet again, but I was not allowed to take the trophy back to the boat, so it is with my mum for safe keeping.


Adding my secret, winning ingredient to my dock pudding

The southern docks win again!!!!

My mum Betty taught me to cook dock pudding.....but she didn't win!

 

Our trip coincided with my nephew Will’s wedding to the beautiful Leanne Doherty, so Miranda and I went to Leanne’s hen do in Liverpool and then Ed, Miranda and I went to Rathmullan in Eire to the wedding for 4 days.  Greg was only just out of hospital, so we left him on his own to struggle with getting his socks on. 


Great to bump into Shane and Tim Spall in Liverpool where Tim was filming

The hen do involved learning to dance like Beyoncé

The girls loving Liverpool night life!

Miranda arriving for the wedding at Rathmullan church

Waiting for the bride to arrive 

Ed and grandma demonstrating their moves on the dance floor

The beautiful couple - Will and Leanne in a stunning venue 


There was a second wedding celebration at my brother’s house for guests that weren’t allowed to the Irish wedding due to numbers under the COVID restrictions, so we went up to Yorkshire and raised a few more glasses to Will and Leanne.


By the middle of August, after doing all of his exercises and physio, Greg was recovering well and so he jumped at the chance to help friends Phil and Penny with their 46 foot new catamaran Obsidian, in the Ionian.  His doc said he could fly short haul, so off we went.  Greg handed Obsidian back all in one piece in mid-September; so imagine our shock to discover that 4 weeks later she had been run on to the rocks and sunk by the subsequent Skipper - sadly she couldn’t be salvaged. What a waste!


Phil and Greg at a great fish restaurant - Seven Islands in Ligia

Celebrating my birthday with Miranda in Kuoni - one of our favourite places

Miranda swimming underneath Obsidian

Dinner with Maggie and Richard from SY Hejira.  Great to catch up again in Greece





Sadly Obsidian is no more




Back from Greece, we then began saying our goodbyes and seeing as many people as we could before we left to return to the Caribbean. We spent a fab day on The Princess Matilda with Tim and Shane and had a great night out in Marlow for Phil’s 50th birthday bash.

 

On The Princess Matilda with Tim and Shane

Great to see the old Maidenhead crew for Phil's 50th birthday bash in Marlow


 

We managed another trip to Yorkshire to see my mum, before we returned to the boat and Greg took the opportunity to test his new hip on some more challenging hill walks which made us remember and miss our lovely dog. 


Yorkshire is beautiful when the sun is shining


During our weeks in the UK, I also managed to get my book finished which I started writing when we were crossing the Atlantic over a year ago.  Its amazing how much time it takes to get the editing and formatting right, the photos for the recipes and double checking everything before it gets anywhere near ready to go public.  Anyway, for those of you not yet aware, Shit, Bugger, Dam is now available as an Ebook.  Its about the provisioning and cooking on our Atlantic crossing including the recipes and tips and hints which are probably useful for anyone involved in or interested in live aboard sailing.


  

I dedicated the book to my mum, who I have to say seemed less thrilled than I thought she should be when she saw the title and realised I had named it after her favourite swear words.  My mum is a lovely, kind person and at 90 she looks like a sweet old lady who helps people and goes to church.  However, in the kitchen, if things don’t go to plan, she can scare the pants off you and does swear even though she doesn’t want to admit it, - never mind publicise it.  


But all the sailors I know like the title, because let’s face it things go wrong quite frequently at sea, necessitating some stress reducing expletives.  Cooking down below in the galley in rolling seas for 20 days was a challenging experience, so shit, bugger, and damn were at the milder end of things as you can see in my book. 

 


Pete and Libby downloaded their copy immediately! Thanks guys.


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We are now back in Grenada and aboard Viridian, after doing 48 hours quarantine at True Blue Bay resort.  It turned out we had to stay there for a few extra days because it was bank holiday and the yard couldn’t re-launch us. It wasn’t too tough to be honest!


The pool outside our patio

The rooms are very spacious at True Blue

We were very nervous and interested to see how the yard was going to get us back into the water, given that we were parked deep in a litter of boats.  But Johnny the yard manager has an amazing piece of hydraulic kit that reminds me of a transformer toy.  He coolly operates it with a remote control handset, lifting and lowering the boat as he moves it through small gaps. Mesmerising.  

 


The clever hydraulic kit

 

As expected, there are things that worked when we left Viridian on the hard, but now don’t work when we are back on board 4 months later. Greg has finally stopped assuming there is some vengeful God purposely torturing him. We now know this is typical and we have resigned ourselves to the situation which happens to all boats when moving parts are not moved for a few months in this very harsh, salty, hot environment.  

 

So, in the last 10 days since we got back on board, we have found ourselves getting the fresh water pump replaced, the gas supply fixed, the dinghy outboard motor serviced, the toilet pipes cleared and the fridge/freezer looked at.  Not having cold beer and white wine in these temperatures is a right bummer.  Sadly, the fridge is too old and cannot be fixed, so we are now in the market for a new fridge freezer and probable partial kitchen re-fit.  We are heading to Martinique in December to get this done – hopefully we won’t be at war with France by then. 


The good news is that while we were away, we had a new bimini and spray hood made with some lovely new side and back shades that attach and can roll up.  When we got on board we were shocked to find they had made them out of solid material instead of mesh.  It was like being in a little dark cave – no idea how we were supposed to see where we were going.  However, that has now been remedied and the gauze has been inserted. They are transformational.  I can’t believe I have been suffering for the past 4 years in blazing sun, not to mention the arguments and grumpiness it has caused.

 



One of the solid side screens


Now with mesh inserts- much better

 


Now we are happy and excitedly waiting for the arrival of our friends Ella and Rutger who fly in later this week from Frankfurt – our first guests other than our children since we arrived in the Caribbean.  Let’s hope we are moving towards greater freedom and normality.  

 

Sunset from The Sand Bar in Prickly Bay - certainly recommended!