Wednesday, April 7, 2010
We pick the dudes up and motor over to Charlotte Amalie (about ¾ mile) and anchor. We talk them into going to a Sushi restaurant though neither is sure they like Sushi. Well, look out Bob, Rose, Bill and Marge ?? They loved it
The Chicago girls met us at the Sushi place and took off for more fun than we could provide
Through the miracle of texting a gazillion times (instead of just making a phone call) the dudes discovered that the three girls they met from Chicago we going to be in Charlotte Amalie at Yacht Haven for the night. We cruised down as well stopping at honeymoon Bay to drop them off for a day on the beach while I took Robert’s credit card to restock beer. Can you imagine that we were totally out of beer…not one remained on the boat…this has never happened before…another first.
They came back to the boat for a while (which I totally slept through, though Mark said he heard some giggling). The next day we stopped a Cruz Bay to check into US customs. This time I went to town as well and we had a great HH at the Quiet Mon then went to Café Roma for some of the best Italian food the dudes had ever had. Mark and I had been there before so knew it was delicious - we were delighted that they thourght so too.
Unfortunately for me I had previously called brother Bob who did a lot of the work on the mast and told him that I had a ‘warranty’ call for him. Well, now I have to eat crow, again.
The antenna came with the boat, and the plastic broke not the fastener…hopefully he will cook a little crow for me as I really don’t like the taste.
Oh, and the TV still works without this ‘antenna’ thingy…go figure…
We took off early and sailed to Norman Island. Mark went up the mast to check on the TV antenna which was dangling by its wiring. The dudes did the winching with our brand new self-tailing main winch and I handled the extra safety halyard.
We moved the boat to the Bitter End and Mark and the dudes went to check it out. I again stayed on the boat and had leftovers for dinner. They played foosball but I believe they had their butts kicked…
I rented a car and the dudes and I toured Virgin Gorda – I gave them complete license to backseat drive as it was the first time I ever had to drive on the left side. First we went to the baths, which has changed greatly since the last time I visited via land in 1993…can you say tourist trap but beautiful anyway.
The next day we sailed from Jost to Virgin Gorda – Cody fished along the way. Mark noticed that the line from the fishing rod was tangled on the dinghy. Just as he cleared that and went over to clear the hand line we heard a fish hit. All hell broke loose, Cody dashed for the rod, Robert dashed for the gaff and Mark was cheering them on while I cleared the cockpit of shoes, towels and anything else that might be ruined by fish blood.
Our first stop was Caneel Bay (for a mooring ball) and Cruz bay for the guys. They stopped at Woody’s first then went our favorite bar (the Quite Mon Pub)…again I stayed behind to make dinner and for a bit of quiet.
Later, Mark and the dudes took off Mark to Molly Malone’s and the dudes to Duffy’s – much to their dismay, Mark stayed out longer than they did. I on the other hand did neither and went to bed early. (I was told to call them that while they were here…)
Our next ‘crew’ is Robert (our nephew) and his friend Cody – they are seniors in high school and both are 18. I thought they might like spring break in the Virgins. (BOY was I right…) That night we stayed in Red Hook at American Yacht Harbor Marina. We had HH and wonderful tacos at Amigos. Then we went back to the boat.
While Mark was off gallivanting with Miles Anne came to Silhouette and asked if I had a sewing machine. Well, we have one for sails (loaned out) but not one for curtains. I volunteered to hem them by hand. All the ladies in the office thought it was amazing that I could hem curtains by hand and did not mind doing so. Here is Judy with the final product behind her desk.
We purchased a new self-tailing winch for the main halyard. This means that I do not have to hold the line with one hand and crank the mainsail up with the other. We picked it up while Margrit and Heinz were aboard and Mark installed it a day or two after they left…yeah! This will make raising the main a BUNCH easier. Here he is greasing the post.
Margrit and Heinz getting some chart and radar training as they are now too looking at boats to go cruising…guess we forgot to get a ‘goodbye’ photo. Margrit and Heinz left from the St. Thomas Yacht Club. Low and behold, they ran into Mr. and Mrs. Walters at the STYC just as they were leaving. Heinz worked for Mr. Walters at one time and tried to get in touch with him before they came to the Virgins but could not – go figure!