Boat For Sale?

Photo courtesy of Kenmore Henville, Bequia Photo Action

More than 5 weeks have passed since the day we sailed into Marigot Bay seeking shelter. The weather kept us there for four days--a greatly needed respite. In case you're wondering what we liked about the place, I'll give you 10 reasons:

There were actually 13 reasons--couldn't help myself. Two things kept us from prolonging our stay once the wind and waves became favorable again for us to sail; the ticking clock on our flights back home to France and a family situation which was calling me north. So at dawn on April Fool’s Day, we left that sanctuary and started heading back towards Trinidad.​

Despite that inauspicious day’s name, our decision to leave was thankfully not foolish. The journey south went quickly and uneventfully, with not a stray rope nor pirate in sight—praise God! We stopped in Bequia, Carriacou, St Georges, Grenada and Prickly Bay, Grenada for one night respectively, enjoying the sailing, picturesque anchorages, as well as the magnificence seas and incredible sunrises and brilliant sunsets. In case that's not enough descriptive adjectives for you, I'll let our photographs tell the tale:

Four days later, we breathed a huge sigh of relief as we sailed safely back through the Bocas and shortly afterward, Taka Trois arrived at her home berth without incident at Crew’s Inn in Chaguaramas. Patti and Gary, the same friends who had cast off our lines when we left, were waiting to take our lines and hand us an ice cold beer in celebration. We gratefully accepted the help and the beer, and sent up a a prayer of thanksgiving to God for getting us back safe.

As to the question posed at the beginning of this post? While the day is certainly approaching when we will sell our beloved Taka Trois, despite all the difficulties we encountered during this sailing season, the answer we will give at this point in time is from a favorite Game of Thrones quotation: “Not. Today.”
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Thanks for tuning in. I’ll be back after the hurricane season is over with at least a little more sailing and perhaps a few more answers. 

Well the wind is blowin' harder now
50 knots or thereabouts
There's white caps on the ocean
And I am watchin' for water spouts
It's time to close the shutters
It's time to go inside
In a week I'll be in Old Paris
Hell that's a mighty long airplane ride

And now I must confess
I could use some rest
I can't run at this pace very long
Yes, it's quite insane
I think it hurts my brain
But it cleans me out then I can go on

*Excerpt from "Trying to Reason with Hurricane Season" by Jimmy Buffet