A Norther’ had been blowing, and many anchorages were very uncomfortable. Not the best for sleeping, but everyone had a great time. Checking in to Cruz Bay was a fascinating ordeal. First had to find a place to anchor, then shoot in via the dingy, present our passports and dash back to the boat. Ya, right. Step 1 – Anchoring: Not at all clear where or how; which sardine can has the least sardines packed into it? Then into the dingy without throwing all the passports and documents into the drink. Yupp. Almost lost everything. Dash ashore keeping dry – in the rain…. And then find the immigration building…. Well, we did manage, but BP probably a bit high all round.
The time with family was fantastic. Many games of spikeball required, and I claim to be all around champion which may or may not be contested by others!!!
The approach to Crown Bay Marina was difficult – the wind started to blow hard, and in the confusion I managed to ground the boat on a poorly marked reef. Got the fright of my life. What a crash, but we did establish all is OK except for some bruised fiberglass and ego, and some lost paint.
Lunch for the victors of Spikeball...