The humans got up early, took me for a run on the beach, and then sailed away from Petite Martinique for their next island stop Carriacou.
Their first stop on the island was the capital Hillsborough, to check into customs and immigration.
When you enter the centre of town, by the pier, you are confronted with a riot of colourful little shops.
There are even ‘grocery store’ like shops in town.
I will have to ask what ‘black’ wine is.
Although prosperous in the centre, the homes get smaller as you head out.
The people here are very friendly and will go out of their way to help you.
The humans were trying to find a new bucket, but all the hardware stores appeared to be closed for the day. The neighbouring bar owner saw the humans looking into the closed shop and promptly offered to call up the proprietor and get them to open for us. He then regaled them stories of the island as they waited.
As lovely as the people are, the bay itself is not the best anchorage. The sand, closer to shore, is a bit shallow and a bit of ‘roll’ sneaks in from the north. With strong winds in the forecast the humans have decided to head to the next bay south, Tyrrell Bay. This bay is meant to offer much better holding and protection from the coming weather.
(Note: Since writing this ‘blog’ checking in and out for the island of Carriacou, Grenada has moved to Tyrrel Bay)
