Saturday, December 19, 2009

Biking this Mountainous Island

Well, the bike ride around Carricou, was gruelling to say the least. Laurie was convinced that it was the way to see the island, but I knew that in this heat and humidity, it wouldn’t necessarily be a pleasant ride. We picked up the bikes at 9:30 yesterday and dropped them off 4 hours later after pushing the bikes up the steep hills and hanging on for dear life coming down the other sides! I am sore all over and at many times felt that if my heart could handle the stress I was giving it, it could take just about anything!

Along the way, as I was taking a picture of Grenada in the distance, a man came out from behind a little house, introduced himself as John Paul and asked us if we were in a boat in Tyrell Bay. After telling him we were, he asks, “What’s the name of your boat?”

“Cat Tales”, we reply.
“Do you have skype on board captain?”
“Why, yes we do…why do you ask?”
“I’ll row out to see you tonight and call my sister in the United States”
“Our connection isn’t very good and we haven’t been able to skype in the bay” I told him, trying to discourage his visit.
“No problem, you can get it, everyone does! See you tonight.”

Unfortunately for John Paul, we were out to dinner ashore last evening and if he dropped by, there was nobody home. Another sailor in the restaurant told us that John Paul sells nasty oysters from his row boat and very often comes aboard to use someone’s computer to make a call!

This is John Paul's house with Grenada in the background. What a view!

This young man was flying this great little kite that he made himself. These people need very little and are extremely resourceful!



This is the island of Petit St. Vincent and Petit Martinique in the background.
We’ll be moving today to Sandy Island, a uninhabited teeny island which is only a walk away on foot. We love it there because of the snorkelling and absolute peace and quiet. Unfortunately, we won’t be picking up Internet there and so won’t be updating this blog until Tuesday or Wednesday next week when we head to Union Island. We have decided to have Christmas dinner with “Strider” (Sue, Maurice and son Stewart) on Union Island before heading up to Bequia.