We hope to meet the watermaker repairman in Nanny Cay and secured a T-head slip for the night. We also need water and want to top off our diesel fuel while there. Turned out we could not meet the watermaker guy, but did make an appointment with him for the following week. Dave needs to come back anyway to meet some people who are flying out to wrap up some previous business. I just hope we will make some progress on the watermaker this time. Oh well, topped off with water and fuel, we are good to go.
We left Nanny Cay for Peter Island, but didn’t like the anchorage. It was way too deep for our comfort, so we sailed to Guana Island. Guana Island is a private island and mostly a protected park. It was one of our favorite islands on our previous trips to the BVIs with its abundance of wildlife above and below the water. We arrived late, though, so we just anchored, fixed dinner, and relaxed for the evening. The next morning we jumped in to go snorkeling, but the water wasn’t very clear. It was cloudy with what looked like tiny jellyfish and jellyfish pieces. I don’t think it all was; some must have been krill or other tiny critters, right? Regardless, visibility was terrible. As we swam looking for shallow water where we could see the bottom, I started to feel the stings. They were jellyfish! I told Dave I was not having fun and wanted to go back to the boat. He agreed and we left Guana Island without experiencing any of the awesomeness previously. So far, the BVIs (aka yachties’ playground) are not making our favorites list. Remember previously that I mentioned we were in danger of taking all the island beauty for granted? Well, this seems to be the case. The BVIs are gorgeous, but we’ve been there, done that (3 times) and are itching for something new and unexplored.
Our friends are here, though, and going no further. So we decided to hang around the BVIs to visit with Why Knot IV and Indigo. We all met in Limerick Bay, Virgin Gorda, and went to dinner. Now, I need to backtrack just a bit in time. Dave and I went to Jumbies a few days ago and saw the Pirate Show. Dave heard about it in the sailing blogs he follows and he looked up the reviews, which were all good. Not quite sure what to expect, Francois and Vanessa from Why Knot IV and Dave and I arrived early for drinks and watched as people showed up dressed as pirates, eye patch and all, carrying flags and inflatable swords. People really get into this show; it should be pretty good. The show consisted of one guy (the popular Michael Bean), dressed pirate-like, playing a guitar and singing tired songs (like Jimmy Buffett). It was very much like a Vegas lounge act back in the 1980s before Vegas went all bling. The end of the show was kid-oriented and highlighted a conch blowing competition. Thirty minutes of one blow hard after another. Haha! I can blow hard, but I don’t last very long and the judging was for the longest, so I passed. All I can say is that if cruisers love this show and dress up for it, then it shows how entertainment starved the cruising community is. Wow, I sound jaded. I blame living in NYC and seeing everything on and off Broadway while we were there. However, it was free, entertaining, and gathered the cruisers together, so hopefully Mr. Bean will be doing the show for another 18 years.
Anyway, we all decided against Jumbies and went to Saba Rock (pictured top of page) for dinner. Saba Rock is a tiny island totally covered by a resort with a restaurant and bar. The banana daiquiris are awesome and the food is really good, too. There was no pirate show, though.
I baked an apple crisp on our way to Limerick Bay, so after dinner Dave and I brought the crisp to Indigo and they served Klondike bars with it. Eric and Debbie had also served us Brain Killers. They are like Pain Killers (a popular drink around the Caribbean), but with more alcohol. After all the food and drink, we were feeling fat and lazy, which inspired us to meet tomorrow morning for a hike up Virgin Gorda. But for tonight I want to continue being lazy.