When we left Rio Dulce, we turned to the northeast to head to Belize to go to Roatan in the southeast. Mostly this was for a better wind angle for sailing, but we also wanted to stay well off the coast of Honduras where there have been piracy problems. We heard Roatan was not to be missed with its excellent diving off the barrier reef. The trip was great, if a bit rough, until we all came down with the stomach flu. We sailed around the north end of Lighthouse Reef to West End, Roatan, and most of us on Livin’ Life, Slow Flight, and Vidorra were sick. We also had more wind and bigger seas than forecasted. This made for a miserable sail. The only blessing was that it was fast! We averaged around 7-8 knots, where we normally average 5 knots! This sail was a wake up call for me. I was so sick, I was barely able to help Dave sail and he was sick too — just not to the same degree. But what if the case were reversed? Can I sail the boat myself? What if Dave was injured or seriously ill? Could I get us to the next port? Yes, I know how to sail the boat and can do any job underway, but it is a big boat and really takes both of us to tack, gibe, reef, anchor, and dock. In a pinch, yes, I think I can do it. It would be messy, but I could do it.
Anyway, we made it to Roatan and we all got better, except Dave. The flu seemed to hit him harder and longer than the rest of us. We anchored in West End where we met up with other cruising friends on Imagine Squared and Easy Rider. We arrived only two days before Christmas, but Lauren was happy we were settled in for Luke’s special day.
And Santa didn’t disappoint. Since we left Santa in Guatemala, we sure were glad he was able to find us in Roatan!