Before this year, I didn’t even know where Anguilla was. Maybe that is why this feels like a real adventure. I mean, how many people have been to Anguilla? First, we explored it by water.
Dave is getting really good at free diving. I can’t. I just bob right back up to the top. But he did bring up a bright orange starfish for me to take a closer look. Then, we rented a car to explore by land. I was pleased to find it was a real car (Toyota Corolla) with air conditioning and everything rather than a golf cart.
We picked up the car by Johnno’s, one of the several beachfront bars and restaurants in Road Bay. The fine sand beach and beautiful aqua water are under used. People gather in the bars, but few actually take advantage of the beach itself.
As we drove up the hill, we saw the anchorage below (with Livin’ Life at the far left) and the hillside beyond. Clearly Anguilla is a desert scrub island with more sun than rain. As with many of the islands we’ve visited, I am sure Anguilla must create fresh water with a reverse osmosis system. In our explorations we saw salt ponds (for harvesting sea salt) but no fresh water reservoirs.
Even though I was focusing on Livin’ Life, this pictures shows the scrub brush better. I really thought we’d see more rainforest type vegetation on the islands.
Road Bay is a busy port for cargo ships. There was a constant stream of ships in and out of Road Bay. If they arrived at night, they anchored out past where Livin’ Life is and then came up to the long dock in the morning to load or unload. In this picture you can see the deserted beach, the bay in front, the beachfront businesses, and the salt ponds in the back
Our first destination was a breakfast joint. I read about Geraud’s Bakery and never pass up a good bakery, so we stopped here for breakfast. I had a lemon pastry and a breakfast wrap and Dave had a pastry and a breakfast sandwich. Everything was delicious and we were off to a great start.
In A Trip to the Beach by Melinda and Robert Blanchard, I read that goats roam around Anguilla and we did see them everywhere, almost like chickens in Key West. While we waited for some to cross the street, I saw this sleepyhead beside the road. Cute, right?
St Gerard’s Roman Catholic Church is on the main road that crosses the island from east to west. It looked eye catching and I wanted to take a closer look. The rock and arched façade is just that. From the side it looks almost like a cardboard cutout or movie set in front of a typical rectangular building with an “A” shaped roof.
As we aimlessly drove around the island, Dave saw a shop he wanted to stop at. This cute little shop with handmade trinkets is probably the living room of the owner’s house. The lady was in the kitchen, the next room from the shop, and shuffled in to greet us. Being on a boat, we cannot buy trinkets everywhere we go, but it is still fun to see what people make. She had painted conch shells, dishes and ashtrays made from coconuts, and cute hanging birds also made from coconuts.
We stopped in Island Harbour. From where I stood, one direction had a beautiful deserted beach.
The other direction had a rocky shore with homes built on it. In my last post, I mentioned buildings that lost their upper story in hurricanes. This picture actually shows part of one on the far right, the front building. That is rebar sticking up on top where walls should be.
I assume Island Harbour is so named for the island in the middle. There is a resort on it that tour boats take people to. The harbor isn’t much, though. The water is extremely shallow and only shoal draft boats can approach the dock. That is definitely not us!
Yep, I am still appreciating the goats roaming the island. This one looks pregnant to me and I couldn’t resist sharing it.
Everywhere we have sailed so far here there are grim reminders of darker times. It is unbelievable to me that slavery existed not that long ago. What’s even more amazing is how inhumane people can be to each other. Being raised in California, I am just not used to seeing this. Here is a plantation built by the blood, sweat and tears of slaves – all to make one white family rich? Incredible.
So now I am just wondering, how does everyone keep track of whose goats are whose? Goat cheese and goat curry are popular. Surprised? Not a lot to see on Anguilla. It is the sleepy island I expected it to be. There are more businesses and resorts than I expected, but it is obvious that resort people stay in the resorts.