St. Lucia and Beyond

Marigot Bay, St. Lucia.  Truly a tropical paradise.  We took a mooring and enjoyed the best meal of our cruise at Rainforest Hideaway.  Great food, ambiance and live jazz in paradise.  Can't ask for much more.

Approaching the Pitons, our anchorage for the night.

Toi et Moi from the shore of Admiralty Bay in Bequia, our first stop in the Grenadines.

Not our state of mind, but a local sailing craft in Bequia.

Leaving Admiralty Bay we passed a neighborhood of houses built out of  rocks,caves and cliffs.  Some of these homes are for sale, some are completely restored and inhabited.  Moon Hole is an interesting neighborhood for sure!  

Union Island's fancy dinghy dock.  We landed here to clear out of St. Vincent, an island we didn't go to. Bequia and Union are part of the St. Vincent Grenadines.

Sometimes internet is hard to find.  This wireless station is on the island of Curacao, where we checked in to Grenada. 

Martinique... A Touch of French

At anchor in Sainte Pierre... One of our favorite Martinique anchorages, filled with a lot of history.  The French traded a way a bit of snow (Canada!) to gain possession of the small island.  

In 1902, Mount Pelee' erupted killing over 30 thousand of the town's residents.  Most were urged to come to the Theater as it was large and well built and  they would be safe.  Sadly, they were not and the cultural center of Martinique (and the Caribbean) was destroyed.

Fifteen years later, Rodin's assistant created this piece.  It symbolizes the town of St. Pierre, determined to lift itself up from the ashes.  Jon can feel her pain!

Walked to the DePaz rum factory.  This was also destroyed by the volcano but has come back from ashes as well.  Here are fields of sugar cane overlooking the coast, the view from the DePaz family chateau.

On a visit to the town of Fort De France we discovered a second Toi et Moi!  Wanted to buy a t-shirt with the logo but they didn't sell them.  Only Marshall University clothes, which Jon appreciated!

Anchored in front of Fort St. Louis.  We both had our French flags flying. 

Diamond Rock, on the way to Le Marin, the marine center of Martinique.

On the beach near Le Marin, local boats gather every Sunday to practice.  This one's sails reflect the local beer, Lorraine.

Nothing but masts in Le Marin.  There are over 1000 boats in the marinas alone.  Many more on moorings and at anchor.