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ANTIGUA & BARBUDA
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After a sunshine day on hefty seas and an extreme close call with two whales, we arrived in Falmouth Harbour, Antigua. Beautiful light turquiose water in a big part of the bay and boats everywhere. Not just boats, but money-money-money, money-money-money boats! I can now also say I walked amongst big money.
We walked over to English Harbour and cleared customs & immi at the old dockyard. The old dockyard I heard has world heritage status. It is a safe harbour and ideal for the old wooden ships and square riggers of the bygone era, to be docked and pulled over on their sides in order to have a bottom repair and maintenance job done.
This shop has fantastic art carved out of wood.
The sweet lady in the bakery told us the canon in their bakery is still used every year to start the Antigua megayacht race. And in the bakery was a message from God.
We sailed around to Jolly Harbour with its beautiful turquiose water and had the cooking gasbottles refilled. It was filled to more than capacity - 4kg costed 20 US. The supermark was very expensive. We bought only eggs. With a good wind-direction we made a bee-line for Barbuda.
BARBUDA, where in the mornings when the wind was still sleepy, I could see the sanddune panorama under the boat.
Where at night the tarpins came to say 'hello' when we knocked on the hull.
The breakers on the beach reminded me of the sounds of a reef.
And the white beach stretch as far as the eye can see.
Olives-look-a-likes grow on the beach. I was soooo tempted, but it is poisonous. The 5000 or more breeding colony of frigate birds that the cruising guide talked about, didn't survived the hurricane of two years ago.
The beach rises with a sharp angle, resulting in water-holes and crashing waves over the dinghy.
We made a fire and planted a landmark.
I could stay in Barbuda forever.
However, the only forever a roamer has - are memories.
Thanks for watching.