Well after leaving the Bitter End of Virgin Gorda, and wishing farewell to all our friends we made it to St. Marten. We Shoved off the dock at 9pm sharp with Ben, Mystic and Myself. The Local VG kid was amassed as we powered through a half moon filled night and headed into a squall, right off bat. Nothing to worry about the wind only picked up a little, rained good and soon we were through it and putting up full sails. We headed just below rum line, beating up wind in a perfect 12 knots. Silently we made a brisk 8 knots towards our destination 85 miles away and everyone was once again awestruck at the beauty of the night and sea combined. Stars every where, moonbeams dancing off the waves and plankton exploding off the wake of the hull in a hue of bright orange red, not the ordinary green.
We sailed through the night for about 5 wondrous hours and then as the wind shifted more and more unfavorably we opted to take down the sails and power the last couple of hours into port, arriving just before 8 am. Customs was a breeze and as we went through the bridge I was absolutely astounded at the number of mega yachts there were every where. This place is on another planet. I have never in my life seen such an amassing of wealthy exuberance. Everywhere you look the biggest, shiniest sailboats sit sparkling in the Caribbean sun, and row after row of mega yachts you can barley even dream of stare at you.
But the result is a definite hustle and bustle that we have not felt for a long time, people seem busy and too into what they are doing to say hi, a McDonnell’s greeted us as the first building we saw out of the Customs office, and life seems hectic. Completely in contrast to the BVI that lie just 85 miles to the west. But you do have the services and repair facilities to fix any of your problems and the marine stores here blow any West Marine away. So, with getting some boat work done and saying hi to old friends we last saw in the BVI were off to more adventure and fun this evening, that is unless I just pass out as I haven’t slept for well over a day now.
I would also like to say thanks to everyone who made the BVI so special and wonderful a place. I feel like I was treated so well there, like we were all part of a family, a great big BVI family. Thanks to everyone at the Yacht Shots offices (get your pictures taken by them while cruising, located in Nanny Cay and the Bitter End) you guys all rock……Gem your wonderful thanks for showing us everything we would have never seen any other way, Guy your an inspiration and feel like I could just soak up all your knowledge and wisdom forever, Brinley and Collin happy wedding days ahead, you too Fee and Bob, back to Dom and Barbs da VG Office, special thanks to BJ and all our Nanny Cay hommies, big ups and mad respect to my man Kyle your da man. And how can we forget Potti always rockin, Jean I love your Irish accent, JP and his shinnanigans, Odell, Leanne and JP always a fun time and respect to the whole South African Crew, Tom, Heath, Steve. Respect to my BVI rugby boys, Undefeated! Big ups, your my team boys keep kicking ass and sticking it to em and Chappy score many more. Mark and Magi keep serving those Bushwakers at Mulligans and the best hangover burgers ever. All the Bitter End Boys and Girls, the place is awesome, Dom, Drew, Scotty, Jiles, Sebastain, Meredith, Tony, keep up all the good work at the pub. And how could we forget Jeff, the man is the most stoked kiter I know, I envy him and his passion, and thanks for the hook up, respect. Thanks to Mystic for setting sail with us, a super huge help and lots of fun, an how could I forget Al, the dude rips at kiting and I think I learned a new trick or two and shared the stoke, YEA!!!!!!! You guys all rock, the BVI’s Rock, much love, respect and thanks to you all and I’m sure I missed some people I should have thanked like, Tony and Magic for their great fiberglass work, look him up if you fuck your boat up, Tony in Nanny Cay. So thanks BVI and everyone, I know I’ll be back I miss it already.