Prologue
This blog is a journal of the (mis)adventures of eight people sailing on a small boat in the Caribbean, traveling from St. Martin to Guadeloupe. How did the trip come to be?
In January or February, our friend Gina asked if we'd be interesting in joining a group of six other people on a bareboat charter. Of course, the answer was a resounding yes! Tom and I had sailed with James and Gina and Kent and Nancy twice before, in the Abacos and round trip from St. Lucia to Dominica. This trip would be Kent's last trip, as he would have completed sailing the entire Caribbean.
Kent organized the charter through the Moorings and we rented a 45-foot catamaran from June 6 through June 16. We opted for starter provisioning, as we preferred to provision the boat ourselves.
The winter passed slowly and the spring even more so, since it never seemed to warm up. In fact, I'm frantically going through my summer clothes at the last minute because it hasn't got warm enough to wear them. We've had the coolest spring in 100 years. I'm looking forward to finally being warm.
The laundry is done, the house/cat sitter arranged for, and the house is clean. Tom is frantically making the Ship of Fools t-shirts for everyone and the CD is made. We've got plenty of batteries for the digital camera. I need to get heavy-duty sunscreen. I've scheduled the cab to the airport...for 0500h. Ugh. But we arrive in St. Martin around 1300h, which is good.
And so the story begins...
In January or February, our friend Gina asked if we'd be interesting in joining a group of six other people on a bareboat charter. Of course, the answer was a resounding yes! Tom and I had sailed with James and Gina and Kent and Nancy twice before, in the Abacos and round trip from St. Lucia to Dominica. This trip would be Kent's last trip, as he would have completed sailing the entire Caribbean.
Kent organized the charter through the Moorings and we rented a 45-foot catamaran from June 6 through June 16. We opted for starter provisioning, as we preferred to provision the boat ourselves.
The winter passed slowly and the spring even more so, since it never seemed to warm up. In fact, I'm frantically going through my summer clothes at the last minute because it hasn't got warm enough to wear them. We've had the coolest spring in 100 years. I'm looking forward to finally being warm.
The laundry is done, the house/cat sitter arranged for, and the house is clean. Tom is frantically making the Ship of Fools t-shirts for everyone and the CD is made. We've got plenty of batteries for the digital camera. I need to get heavy-duty sunscreen. I've scheduled the cab to the airport...for 0500h. Ugh. But we arrive in St. Martin around 1300h, which is good.
And so the story begins...
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