ON DRY

July 10th, time to prepare 'NADA' for her well deserved rest. We depended on her in storms and calms and she never let us down.
With the boys on board we left Spaanse Water and sailed to Willemstad. We waited a while for the pontoon bridge to open, after all, we are on the island time, and then through the St.Annabaai channel towards Curacao Marina. As you loose the sight of the attractive Willemstad, the industrial harbour begins. Metal everywhere, some still in use and some discarded.

Curacao Marina is small, it is mostly used as temporery berths,
  before  the boats  are pulled out of the water

Dry marina, however is big, in two levels. We wished to have 'NADA' on the bottom level and we got a nice spot in a line of other Amels, right infront of the office and under flood lights. A piece of mind.

A few nervous moments

Lined up Amels

Captain

By one of the stands a flower opened her eyes into the blue. Not the sky, the blue bottom of our boat. Life is precious, the quality of it is relative. Our flower is happy in the shade, it could be baking in a hot Curacao sun.

Curacao Marina sunset

CURACAO

From Klein Curacao we sailed a short distance of 15NM to Spaanse Water on the SW end of Curacao. The large bay is giving a shelter to many boats. A narrow entrance does not allow a good flow, the water in the bay is not clean. Still, many windsurfers enjoy the wind gusts blowing down surrounding hills.

We anchored in a part of Spaanse Water called Caracasbaai, a short distance to the beach on the outer side of the island, windy, but clean water. There were some interesting sides to see also.

Fort Beekenburg with Rok and Alex

 We intended to take Anka's family to other bays. Not easy! There were only four bays, including Spaanse Water, we could get a permit to anchor in, one of them. Piscadera, to shallow for our keel, Santa Cruz to far NW, we would have a difficulty sailing back against the wind in one day.
When kids came, we rented a car and toured the island, stopped for s swim in some bays we couldn't sail into. In West Punt we snorkeled among the turtle colony.

Groot Knip Baai

Santa Cruz Baai

Spaanse Water Baai

The island has some attractions, unfortunately overshadowed by trash, years collection of plastic bags and paper caught in the thorny bushes and cacti.

Well organized is the ostrich farm: the tour, restaurant with mostly ostrich dishes and a store, selling arts from Zimbabwe, where the owners of the farm originate from.

                                                                         War dance
Some island sights:

The house built by the first Dutch settlers, renovated and lived in

Abandoned old house, blooming agava in front

Cacti wrapped in a thorny vine, a common sight on the island

East side of the island is rough, grey limestone fields, where a long line of wind generators were built. Not much is growing there but wind and drought resisting cacti.

Many ages of sea splashing over the unprotected east side of the island

Patches of cacti holding on to the rare soil

 After two days of touring the island  we sailed to Fuik Baai, a  bay on SW  end of Curacao.

The bay can only be reached by boats, so it is quiet during the week. On weekends locals sail and motor in to enjoy the clean water.

We returned to Spaanse Water to part with Anka, who had to return to work. With boys we sailed back to Fuik Baai for another three days, the time we got an anchoring permit for. Claiming to protect the environment, the Port Authority is limiting anchoring in bays. Curacao has a problem with drug trafficking from the nearby Venezuela and is controlling it's coast. Each time we sailed into Fuik Baai, were were boarded by the Coast Guards.

The main attraction of Curacao is the Capitol Willemstad. It's centre is divided by St. Annabaai channel, Punda on the east and Otrobanda (The other side) on the west side.   

Otrobanda

Fixed high bridge connecting the two sides of the city

A Punda street

Punda waterfront

Floating market

Our young family walking on the pontoon bridge, Punda in the background

Dutch girls on the school bus

Interesting Willemstad buildings

 

Entrance to the Kura Hulanda, hotel and side-walk gallery 

Cafe' art

KLEIN CURACAO

After spending two months on Bonaire, resting, playing tennis, socializing, and diving, it was time to rise sails again.
We sailed toward Curacao with two days stop on Klein Curacao. It is a small island, 1 1/2 miles long and 1/2 mile wide, so flat, anchoring on west side one can see the waves splashing against the rocks on east side. White sandy beach stretches along the west side, the rest of the island is limestone, chewed up by the sea.
Klein Curacao would not be seeing by sailors until a close approach, but for a picturesque lighthouse and a large rusty shipwreck.
Except for a few palm trees, planned by the beach, when the weekend restaurant was still operating, a few lonely thorny bushes and some ground cover are resisting raggedy weather conditions.
Before oil refineries were built on Curacao, Klein Curacao supplemented the big brother's island economy with the phosphate mines. A couple of buildings, that miners lived in then, are now falling apart.

Miners' village

On weekends the boats from Curacao bring tourists to enjoy the beach and splash in a turquoise water. By Sunday afternoon Klein Curacao is quiet again.