After an easy sail from Rodney Bay we are on the mooring between the two Pitons, St. Lucia's pride area and Marine park.
Footprints did not spoil the rake design on the beach yet. The season is coming to it's high, and yet the secluded expensive resort Jalousie is quiet, heavy wooden lounge chairs underneath the straw umbrellas empty. In a poor economy, necessities are replacing the pleasures.
It is blowing hard, the gusts are shaking the boat from time to time. But the resort is tucked underneath one of the Pitons and is not effected by the angry side of the Nature.
We sailed into the bay mid day yesterday and I waited for the fruit and vegetable man, but he never came. Jarule supplied us with fresh produce time and time again. He made a 12 miles run from Soufriere every day in his small wooden boat, loaded with mangoes, papayas, chrystophenes, yams and more. Dressed in rags, his hair braided long ago, big smile showing the teeth, that look like an old cemetery, and his voice so deep, when he talks, you are expecting to hear an echo.
I inquired about him and sadly learned, that he is 'out of the water'.
We are staying here one more night. We already plotted our route to Bonaire. After talking to other sailors and reading a couple of articles about cruising in Venezuela, we are avoiding the country all together. Reports of many attacks on sailors, some deadly, scared us away. Why take chances, when there are so many beautiful areas elsewhere.
We have 434 NM of easy down the wind sail to Bonaire and we are looking forward to that. So see you there!
After an easy sail from Rodney Bay we are on the mooring between the two Pitons, St. Lucia's pride area and Marine park.
Footprints did not spoil the rake design on the beach yet. The season is coming to it's high, and yet the secluded expensive resort Jalousie is quiet, heavy wooden lounge chairs underneath the straw umbrellas empty. In a poor economy, necessities are replacing the pleasures.
It is blowing hard, the gusts are shaking the boat from time to time. But the resort is tucked underneath one of the Pitons and is not effected by the angry side of the Nature.
We sailed into the bay mid day yesterday and I waited for the fruit and vegetable man, but he never came. Jarule supplied us with fresh produce time and time again. He made a 12 miles run from Soufriere every day in his small wooden boat, loaded with mangoes, papayas, chrystophenes, yams and more. Dressed in rags, his hair braided long ago, big smile showing the teeth, that look like an old cemetery, and his voice so deep, when he talks, you are expecting to hear an echo.
I inquired about him and sadly learned, that he is 'out of the water'.
We are staying here one more night. We already plotted our route to Bonaire. After talking to other sailors and reading a couple of articles about cruising in Venezuela, we are avoiding the country all together. Reports of many attacks on sailors, some deadly, scared us away. Why take chances, when there are so many beautiful areas elsewhere.
We have 434 NM of easy down the wind sail to Bonaire and we are looking forward to that. So see you there!
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