The cruising life in Grenada
Our one and only (so far) expedition to St. George's landed us at BB's restaurant where patrons are encouraged to write on the walls. I didn't have to tell our kids twice! |
Just walking through a tunnel to get to the other side of town. Seems benign, until you realize that you're also sharing the space with cars and there is no sidewalk. The second big difference for this “no-Hans” time was the haul-out. Positive Waves was in sore need of fresh bottom paint so it was time to haul-out and give PW some TLC. We scheduled the haul out for the time Hans was in the States so when he returns we can spend our time sailing, snorkeling, and visiting beaches instead of being stuck in a dusty and hot boatyard. This was big for me because, up until now, Hans has basically been the only person who drives PW under motor. He has a lot more experience than I do piloting boats under power and does a good job, so I’ve been happy to leave that job him. But, if we wanted to do the haul out when Hans was gone, it was time for me to step up, put on my big girl panties, and drive the boat.
Whew. It was kind of stressful. Just a little bit. <she says, hands shaking and stomach churning just at the memory.> As usual, the cruising community stepped in and a friend of a friend came over to be on board for the haul out. Gary handled the lines for me and gave me advice as I entered the travelift slip. He came back a few days later when it was time to launch to help with the process in reverse. Of course in the middle of hauling out, Matilda banged her lip on something and got a bloody mouth, but Freja jumped in and took care of her. We were on the hard, way up in the sky, for only three days. We hauled out on Tuesday morning and splashed again on Friday morning. Our list of underbody jobs was small (paint, install a rope cutter, change the zincs) and the boatyard stepped up and completed all the jobs by Friday lunchtime. They were ready to launch us on Friday at 1PM and I was more than happy to scramble to get the boat back into the water. The boatyard was hot and dusty and the boat always feels uncomfortable when we’re aboard and out of the water. It was also a three day weekend so I knew that if the work wasn’t done by Friday afternoon then we’d be sitting on the hard with no work being done for three days. No thank you. |
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It all came off easily with the powerwasher. |
Spiffy new bottom paint, new color too! After we were launched, I motored us back out to a mooring ball, Gary helped us get tied up, and
the kids and I threw ourselves overboard into the clear, refreshing
water the minute I turned the engine off. A few hours later we went
ashore for a celebratory dinner at the restaurant on the beach—a lobster
roti for me, chicken roti for Freja, and a hamburger for Freja.
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We've been going to swim lessons every Saturday morning at 9AM. Organized by Deb through her organization Get Grenada Swimming , a group of volunteers provides free swim lessons every Saturday morning at a public beach. Our kids are good swimmers but could be better. They love the swim lessons. Freja is working on the butterfly stroke and Matilda is learning how to dive and do rotary breathing with the freestyle stroke. It's their first swim lessons for years and we're so lucky to have this opportunity. While our kids have a lesson, I help out by giving other kids lessons. Skill levels vary from 0 to stroke development and ages range from 3 to over 20. We’re settling nicely into cruising life, Caribbean style. Coffee at 7:30 while we listen to the cruisers’ net on VHF 66, a morning swim or small boat chore, school, lunch, then an afternoon free to go to the beach, run an errand, or just hang out on the boat and swim, paddle board, and read books. We’ve met another boat with kids (hallelujah!) and we’ve spent a number of relaxing afternoons together, parents chatting while the kids play. |
Frequent rain showers keep the decks clean and often give us a beautiful show. |
Good night Grenada, till tomorrow! |
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