Nanny Cay Marina/Boatyard is a good operation, they were ready to promptly haul us out at 7am sharp and it all went super smoothly and they took great care in making sure our boat was correctly chalked and no damage would occur to her. They were much more through and nicer to work with than the Newport Shipyard where Natural Mystic was last Hauled out (I’m not saying Newport Shipyard is bad, just a bit more attitude). The atmosphere in the Caribbean is so unique, laid back and happy and no one seems to think they are better than you or you are intruding on their land, everyone seems happy to share.
She is currently sitting on blocks in a nice spot and Tony’s marine refinishing and fiberglass is currently grinding away the broken pieces of glass. The super consistent trade winds are still taking a break, they haven’t been here since we arrived and January is supposedly the most consistent month for the winds (global warming???). That means its friggin hot out currently 95 in the shade and P Kiddy will not even move, we have to check every so often to see if he is still breathing. I guess that’s what happens when you have a winter coat and come straight from the friggin freezing east coast to the tropics. We all feel for the overheated furball.
The marina here is super tight to maneuver around in, chalked full of boats and more boats everywhere and was definitely good practice in boat driving skills. Yesterday we pulled up to the travel hoist haul out spot and got kicked out right away as they still had to pull a rig out of a boat (tons of yelling and confusion, but somehow its lacking tones of hostility and seems almost like nice yelling), so we found a empty slip to park her in temporarily while we waited. It turned out to be a charter company slip, they were super nice and let us stay there overnight and it was a tight fit to put Natural Mystic (55ft) into a 30 foot slip with a bout 2 ft of room to spare on every-side, including front and back, somewhat Austin Powersish, but I didn’t even touch a thing, no need to fend off and a couple of workers for the charter company and even the owner came up to me to congratulate me on my “skills”. It made me feel good, felt like we’re starting to be in control a little more and seemed to be why the owner let us keep her there overnight as I helped him dock a few more of his boats.
It looks like a possible kite spot right on the other side of the Cay from us which would be a welcome relief to beat the midday heat if the trades ever come back. I still have not kited for at least 3 months now and I’m sure will thoroughly enjoy the freedom of flying over the water with a little more appreciation and humility for what mother nature can do. Lets just hope my kites still inflate and just don’t explode or deflate upon pumpin em up.
I put in a couple of shots of P Kiddy cuz I love the little guy, still sleeps with me every night, although not under the covers spooning style like in the cold east coast, a little more on the foot of the bed. The first one is of the first sight of land we had in the 10 days it took us to sail down here, just me and the P on deck before the sun was up, he could smell it miles away before we could even see it (nose in the air smelling all over the place) and the second one is what he looks like on most days in the tropics, lazy, hot and not wanting to move a muscle. When it does cool off he is all ready amping to get off the boat and explore the boat yard, but we need to keep him at bay as we don’t need him to pick up some tropical fleas or kill any of the many boat yard chickens, but that might be tougher than he thinks. So keep your fingers crossed for the trades to blow back in and we will try to keep cool, take er eazy. Cheers-Kyber