We’ve been here for about a week now.  That’s given us time to relax from our whirl wind week of over night sails and massive shopping trips in St. Martin.  For us the British Virgin Islands feels like we’ve come full circle with the boat.  I’m sure we’ll embark on another circle soon, but the point is, in 2010 we visited our friends, the Pimentel family, here on this boat  when they just started their cruise.  Eric had been researching the Leopard Catamarans, then Rodney went and bought one and invited us to join them for a week.  So, here we are back in the BVIs and they will be our guests in about 2 weeks.

 Wiki Travel says the BVIs have over 60 islands and 43 of them are uninhabited.  The islands are situated with Tortola in the center and the smaller islands around it.  Virgin Gorda is relatively large and off to the east.  In most cases each island is no more than 3 miles from the next and in many cases even less than that.  From where we sit today, I can look out and see half a dozen beaches and coves we might like to anchor in.   One of the main industries here is charter boats.  With so many places to visit and so little time for people on a one week charter, every morning the waters are filled with boats moving to the next fun place.

We’ve been busy this week snorkeling in coral gardens, stringing hammocks, Roy is always fishing, sailing.  Don’t forget there is always homework, Eric works a bit to keep the cruising kitty up, and now that we’re having guests, we’ve been “company cleaning”. It’s amazing how these activities can fill our day and send us to bed early.

Rodney was kind enough to buy the boat this beautiful asymmetrical cruising spinnaker.  Eric and I have no experience with spinnaker sailing, but the amazing world of the internet gave us some guidance (http://lifepart2.info/tips-tricks-techniques/how-to-fly-a-spinnaker-on-a-cruising-catamaran).  The other day we had very light winds, 5 or 6 knots, and managed to sail 4+ knots with this huge billowing head sail.  We spent the whole afternoon moving from Peter Island to Jost Van Dyke, the seas were calm, the  catamaran doesn’t heel, and the kids didn’t even notice.  Everyone went about their usual activities of playing, cooking, dancing, while Eric happily sat at the helm.

 

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Sandy Spit is nothing more that a pile of sand with this little patch of green in the middle.

It is connected by a sand bar to Green Cay which is small enough for the waves to wrap around both sides of the island creating these fun waves which crash on both sides.

The kids spent hours getting wiped out from both sides.  Topaz is always busy dragging sticks, rocks, leaves and any other debris out of the water.  Yesterday she decided she could catch pelicans.  This activity wore her out nicely.

Scootching down in the lee of the island offers protection from the trade winds.  Marie loves to be covered in sand so it’s only natural that she would construct her lounging furniture out of sand.

When we were done with Sandy Spit, we moved to a beach a quarter mile away that Eric had been eyeing.  From the tiny beach, you can see Sandy Spit’s patch of trees to the starboard of Makai.

After a long day of moving Marie out and cleaning the forward port cabin, then doing laundry, I got a few minutes at the beach.  There is quite a collection of trash put together to build this little retreat.

Roy, Roy, Roy the fishing boy.  He gets up in the morning, scratches his head and then throws out his line. After a little math and cereal, he’s out there soaking a piece of hot dog on the end of a hook.  While he’s waiting for dinner, he casts some fancy lure, while we’re underway he’s dragging a line off of each hull.

In the 10 minutes before we anchored he caught a 20 inch little tunny. We have to get better about accurately positioning the measuring stick.

Then at our first anchorage he caught several squirrel fish and then his big remora. Remora is the fish that attaches itself to sharks, rays and turtles.  When he got it close to the boat, the remora attached itself to the hull.  Eric had to go and knock it off so Roy could get the hook out.  Catch and release is the name of the game here.  Roy keeps catching things we can’t eat but are fun to catch.  Due to the ciguatera disease in reef feeders, we only keep tuna and if we ever get one, we’ll keep the mahi mahi as well.

Yesterday at Jost Van Dyke, while I was hanging up laundry, I saw this huge barracuda on the end of Roy’s line come flying out of the water.  In our usual style, everyone started running around and screaming, scrambling for any tool Roy requested.

This barracuda was so big and his teeth so scary, we released him without bringing him aboard.

Roy was amazed how the barracuda tore up his metal lure.