It has been so long since I’ve had good enough Internet to blog that I am going to skip over the end of our stay in St Martin and move straight to Les Saints. It was a funny route to go from St Martin to Antigua to Guadeloupe and then Les Saintes, but that is what we did. Dave is so addicted to kite boarding that we went back to Antigua to buy him some gear. He had ordered some to be delivered to St Martin, but it was accidentally sent to Holland and we couldn’t wait for it any longer. I didn’t mind; it meant a couple more days in beautiful Nonsuch Bay. We briefly stopped in Deshaies, Guadeloupe, and even ferried over from Les Saintes. However, it rained the entire time and I could not take many photos and we were unable to do much. So I’ll just focus on Iles de Saintes. We anchored in Terre-de-Haut. It looked beautiful and we scored a mooring ball — thanks to our friends on Indigo and Why Knot IV. The first night was nice, but thereafter we had a big swell come in every night that rocked and rolled us pretty good. We couldn’t imagine being on a monohull in that! Some were swaying side to side so far that everything not tied down would go flying. We stayed until we couldn’t stand it any longer.
By not speaking the language — though I did try and even learned a few words — I believe we missed out on a lot in the French islands. It could be simple things such as the signs along a walking trail that I think gave historical information or explained what we were seeing. So the best way for me to share Les Saintes with you is through pictures. We rented scooters and toured the island with Debbie and Eric from Indigo and had a fantastic time. Terre-de-Haut is truly a beautiful, picturesque island that my pictures do not do justice for.