Prickley Bay

I arrived back to Prickly Bay on August 16th after an all night flight on Caribbean Airlines. Our good friend Fred gave me a lift to the airport, and I checked one of my 50 pound pieces of luggage.  The plane arrived in JFK at 8:30 pm, and I claimed my luggage.  Then I had to catch an airport shuttle to another terminal.  It wasn't a pretty sight watching me lug two suitcases up and down the escalators.  But I made it in time for my 11:30 pm flight to Trinidad.  The plane was full and being in the middle seat did not help me get any sleep.  We arrived in Port of Spain at 4:00 am and had to clear customs.  The plane to Grenada was delayed so I sat in the sparse terminal wishing for a cup of coffee.  Finally arrived at Prickly Bay marina with Will and Bentley patiently waiting for me.  Back on the boat and slept most of the day.

                                               That is Varua in the middle of Prickly Bay

So now back on the boat and the normal routine of trying to stay cool.  There is usually a good breeze, but inside the cabin the heat and humidity is almost unbearable.  We keep busy with daily boat chores and trips to shore to do shopping.  The best way to get to the stores is by taking a bus, which is actually a van and packed full of people.  

The grocery stores are very nice compared to many other places we have been, but the selection of produce and meats is quite limited.  I have never seen many of the items available for sale, and there are lots of chicken feet available.

Returning to the dinghy with groceries

There are lots of activities available besides swimming.  My favorite is the Grenada Mexican train days on Wednesday and Sunday.  There is also a weekly bingo game that a lot of locals come to and try to win the many prizes that range from toilet seats, live pigs or goats, and the grand prize this week was a 6 month old female cow. Not sure where we would put that cow if we won.

One day as I was riding on a shopping bus, I spotted friends we had met in Salinas, Puerto Rico.  They were getting married in Virgin Gorda at the end of May, and we were actually there the week before the wedding and spent some great times with them.  They have their boat at a marina near us, but had rented a villa in the hills of Grenada for their honeymoon.  We were invited to have dinner with them there on their last night.  It was a one bedroom/one bath air conditioned place with the kitchen outside on the veranda next to the pool.  It was nice to have a meal without rocking back and forth in the water.  

So finally after 8 weeks at Prickly Bay we moved the boat two hours away to another harbor called Whisper Cove.  It is much larger than Prickly with lots of room to anchor.  The water is clearer and a lot less rocky from the surges.  I sit now at the marina restaurant being eaten by bugs and doing laundry.  Mostly French or French Canadian dominate this area, so it is nice listening to them speack their language even though I have no idea what they are talking about.