EVEN NOW; WITH A THOUSAND LITTLE VOYAGES UNDER MY BELT.
I STILL FEEL A MEMORIAL CHILL ON CASTING OFF.
-E.B. White

Thursday, January 11, 2007


All ashore who's going ashore. Lookout here come the tourists! Petite Martinique is just a dinghy ride away from our anchorage at Petit St. Vincent and is the last outpost of Grenada, small and enchantingly authentic. The inhabitants live by boatbuilding, seafaring, and fishing. There is a school here and children from the islands are ferried daily for classes. When we arrived they where on break and running to the fishing docks to see the catch of the day. There are many fancy new houses, but some of the older wooden, pitched houses are more photogenic as you will see below and of course, everyone seems to have goat or two tied up in their yard.



Petit St. Vincent is a very quiet and exclusive resort where the guests get pampered in secluded stone cottages. Each cottage has a flagpole that is used to summon room service, which soon appears in a minimoke (fancy golf cart). The hotel usually keeps full, with rates at over $500 a night for a double cottage in season. We were escorted, as we strolled the beach, by the resorts' 3 golden labradors.


Wayne & Carol have a nice big dinghy, comfortable for four - Rick & Wayne have waterskied behind it. The dinghies are our mode of transportation from the boat to the town docks or visiting other boats or getting to great snorkeling spots.


It gets very weathery here in a heartbeat - this day at anchorage we had wind gusts up to 37 miles per hour and blasts of rain, but it disappears just as fast as it blows in.

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