Greetings from Port Louis in Grenada and welcome back to another exciting instalment from the Windward Islands.
As the title suggests, my nephew James…
and his girlfriend Emma…
..came to visit for the last couple of weeks, and very nice it was too.
We met them in St Vincent, and then we took them on a whistlestop tour of the Grenadines. James bought his Gopro camera and most of the photos that follow were taken by him, so you may see a marked improvement in quality from what you have been used to.
We spent a day on St Vincent, but it did nothing but rain. Warm rain admittedly, but we decided to move on and our first stop was Mustique, home to many A-list celebs and Wayne Rooney. It was beautiful, though as befits a millionaires’ playground, it is eye wateringly expensive. A loaf of bread and a couple of croissants cost over fifteen quid.
MACARONI BAY, MUSTIQUE
BRITANNIA BAY – MUSTIQUE
Not a lot of people know that Mustique is home to many dangerous creatures, such as the wild tortoise.
In the dark, it is easy to trip over one and give yourself some nasty injuries.
There are no ATM’s on the island, so after we’d shared an ice cream between us we needed to head to the nearby island of Canouan to get more cash. Besides, Wills and Kate were turning up, and we didn’t want them interrupting our holiday.
SUNSET AT CANOUAN
Next stop was Mayreau, which is the launch point for the Tobago Cays, and famous for the beach bar-b-que at “Black Boy & Debbies.”
BARBIE ON THE BEACH
James is a natural sailor and next morning he put on the captain’s hat…
…and helmed us over to the Tobago Cays…
…where we swam with the turtles.
…and stalked iguana.
Of course, we had to visit an island called…
Next stop was Clifton, on Union Island, which was actually a bit of a dump, so we only spent one night there before we headed of to nearby Palm Island – which rather boringly was yet another little piece of tropical paradise.
I’ve just realised, we haven’t had any pictures of Lyn yet, so here’s one.
And then it was onto Bequia, just in time for the Bequia International Music Festival.
More nice beaches…sorry!
But alas, all good things must come to an end, and it was time for James and Emma to go back home to the cold, miserable English weather, while we set sail for Grenada.
But before we leave you a new feature on Boatblog. Yes, the much anticipated Boatblog Caption Competition.
What is the turtle saying?
Answers on the back of a ten pound note to the usual address. Or I suppose you could put them up as a comment.
Yo man for now
Ju & Lyn