Wednesday 6 April 2016

North to Bird Island and Jumby

We haven’t gone far or done much but it has been well worth it. 

We spent two nights at Carlisle Bay.  Our days were filled with sitting, visiting, eating and drinking, punctuated with dinghy rides to shore for brief walks and swims in the sea.  All of which were most relaxing and enjoyable.



 Our evenings began at sunset with cocktails and followed by sumptuous meals cooked and served by either Glen or Pam.  Post meal times were equally divided between more discussions, or a movie in the salon.  Bedtime reading commenced around 10 or 11 pm. 

After two nights at Carlisle we set sail for Jolly Harbour.  Just before we pulled up the anchor Deborah, Glen and I went for a snorkel along the nearby shore.  There were lots of weeds on the bottom and maybe the fish were hiding because we only saw a few green speckle-backed and some single bright blue ones. 



We enjoyed a nice sail up the leeward coast.  There is something very special when the only sound is the wind in the rigging and the splash of water as the boat cut through the waves.  The wind was with us most of the way but we did motor in to Jolly to get groceries.  After a quick trip to shore we motored around the headland to set anchor at Hermitage Bay (and the source of the strong free Internet).



The Hermitage anchorage provided much the same as Carlisle.  More great meals and some more bobs in the blue.  On the first night we enjoyed a steel drum band in concert at the resort on the shore.

In For A Swim at Heritage Bay



We took a side trip into St. John's from Jolly Harbour.  It was by local bus and took around 25 minutes.  The bus delivered us downtown to the Markets.  Fish on one side of the street, vegetables and fruit on the other.  It was a Monday so the markets were quiet but still worth a gawk.







Fortunately for us, there were no cruise ships in the harbour.  Walking was difficult as it was with the narrow sidewalks full of locals.  We strolled to the Cruise Terminal and saw all the high end shops with their $200 US sunglasses.

We visited the Museum.  It was worth it for the great displays and the fabulous air conditioning.   The building was built in the 1700's and served as the Island's original Court House.  The displays told the story of the original Indian inhabitants, the plantations of sugarcane, and the triangular trade of manufactured goods to Africa's west coast, slaves to the West Indies, and rum and molasses back to Europe.  It included a full statue of International West Indies Cricket icon, Dr. Vivian Richards.




After washing down a Shwarma with a local beer and picking up a few fresh supplies at the market, we headed back to the boat on the bus.



We left Hermitage for the trip over the northern tip.  This was new ground for both Deb and I.  Glen and Pam have tried to take other guests around the north in the past but have been turned back by heavy seas.  Going clockwise around the island means venturing straight into the wind from the east.  There is no chance of sailing directly into the wind but even motoring can be problematic with facing large swells that act as speed bumps to the Pearl.  Luckily for us the conditions were good and after seeing St. John’s from the sea we safely anchored off Bird Island for the night.

The next morning we had a quick hike to the top of the island for a great view of our surroundings.  We were not alone for long. At least five different boats arrived full of day tourists from the various resorts and cruise ships.  They were all there to snorkel.  We simply joined them and enjoyed the best snorkeling of the trip.  There were large numbers of varied coloured fish amongst the coral.

Bird Island




We Weren't Alone







We Weren't Alone







After a great lunch we motored over to Davis Bay on Long Island.  The island is one huge resort for the rich and famous called Jumby Bay.  We might have been able to go ashore but didn’t want to chance it with the island’s security forces.

Jumby Bay Resort




One more night here and it is a sail (hopefully) with the wind at our back, back to Jolly Harbour and from there a quick taxi to the airport for our return home.