Stranded in Dry Tortuga

Wake me up if dolphins show!

After 36 hours of sailing I just woke up after my last night watch and pop my head up from the companion way. Winds are finally warm and the sun is shining. Shorts and t-shirt is suddenly enough. Nice!!! Captain Rob: ”You just missed 15 dolphins swimming and playing around the boat.” What?? I love dolphins and only saw a few so far during my sailing. I am really sad to have missed them, apparently they stayed for quite a while and was very playful. Rob later shows me a movie he took and it is truly amazing. I quickly remove all doubts from his mind about waking me up, if it would ever happen again that I am sleeping when dolphins decide to pay a visit. Wake me up, please!!

”We are soon there, Rob says, I decided we are going into Dry Tortuga for a short stop on our way to Cuba. Great, means a night of normal sleep before we continue south tomorrow. And Dry Tortuga is part of the Florida Keys where I never been and it is always fun to see new places. I am quite happy about the decision. What I do not know is that before we leave I will have toured the fortress three times, I know the schedule of the sea planes and the ferry, as well as the names of most of the Rangers working in the national park.

Anchor problems

Again there are very shallow water and we have to navigate carefully, in the channel that leads to the anchorage. But today is daylight and much easier. We see a big loggerhead turtle swim by, surfacing a few times to get air. Rob goes infront to check on the windlass (the automatic anchor chain device). He was not planning on using the anchor until Puerto Rico and want to check if it all works. Of course it doesn’t. Something in the electrical power is wrong. We decide to try and fix it before going into the anchorage to avoid trouble when dropping anchor. John is put at the helm, instructed to just ”keep us clear off the reefs” for as long as it takes. Me and Rob start disassembly the remote control up on deck to find out if there is anything obviously wrong with switch. While sitting on the bow three dolphins comes around and start swimming around the boat. It is not like this morning but I am happy to see them and it makes up a bit for missing them earlier.

Dolphines at Dry Tortuga


There is no obvious fault ion the remote control. So we need to go inside at the bow, under Robs bunk. Its a small project just to get under the bunks but when we finally do, a long methodical search starts in order to find where the electrical failure is. I am not of that much use but I can help in assisting with tools and to read the volts and amperes when needed. It interesting to see how Rob is working and he explains all he does and why. After more than an hour the bad connection is finally found and fixed, the windlass works. But what we found also is that the saltwater wash (that wash the chain) doesn’t work due to a broken water pump, and there is no spare one so that one cannot be fixed. But that is no big deal right now. 

Garden Keys and Dry Tortuga National park

So we continue in to the anchorage at Dry Tortuga just off the island kalled Garden Keys where the brick fortress Fort Jeffersson is located. This is almost 113 km west of Key West and is part of Dry Tortugas National Park.  The 100-square mile park is mostly open water with seven small islands,accessible only by boat or seaplane. It is a very nice anchorage, surrounded by the fort, a piece of land that is a closed off bird area, a reef and the big tropical blue sea stretching all the way to Cuba. We launch the dinghy (it is an inflatable one so it take some time) and put on the outboard engine. When we are going to start this it does not work so we have to row ashore. We want to see the fortress this afternoon before leaving tomorrow so we don’t want to waste time on fixing the engine now. The sun is shining, it is a beautiful afternoon and we have a great afternoon exploring the fortress. 

First sight Dry Tortuga

Fort Jefferson was built between 1846-1875 in order to to protect one of the most strategic deepwater anchorages in North America, but was never really finished. Today it is a national park and lots of tourists (as we will be well aware of) visit the island by sea planes or ferry that traffic the island several times a day. It takes 30 min with sea plane and 2,5 h with the ferry from Key West.

Fort Jeffersson, Dry Tortuga

Boris & Doris

Back at the boat we jump into the water which prove to be much colder than I am used to, much more like Swedish summer than Caribbean water. But still nice. And even nicer is the fresh water shower afterwards, taken from a bag mounted on deck. Feels good after the long sail. Under the boat we find that we have two new pets, two gigant ( I mean gigant, they are more than half the length of our dinghy) Goliat groupers, who we later name Boris and Doris after code names in a Schwartznegger movie we just watched. 

Doris or Boris next to our dinghy


Next day we prepare to take off again. But a surprise is awaiting us. When Rob search for his boat certificate he cannot find it, we search all his computer and all his files but it cannot be found. Without we cannot go to Cuba. In fact we cannot go anywhere outside the US. new plans are quickly made and we decide to go into the rangers office and try to get hold of the authority who issues the certificate and ask them to email the certificate. There is no normal communication on the island like mobile networks or wifi. All communication needs to me made via satellite phones  at the ranger office. Bad news awaiting us. It shows that the certification is made void, for reasons too complicated to explain here, and the result is Rob has to make a new application, get this approved and sent to the Dry Tortugas. This means we probably will be stuck on this island a day or two more. Not the end of the world, but not what we planned. 

Sunset by Dry Tortuga

Loggerhead key

Next day we therefore decide to take the boat to the Loggerhead Key, a neighbor island with a nice lighthouse and some good snorkeling. The island prove to be gorgeous, we do some snorkeling and walking around the island before having lunch at the boat and heading back to Fort Jefferson to see if our documents have shown up yet. They haven’t. And not the day after that either. Next day we call the authority again but the office is closed due to heavy snow storms! Friday we call again, but this time the office is closed, after office hours, it is after three. No package Saturday or Sunday either.

Loggerhead Key

White beach and blue water


Killing time

Now we been a week here. Much longer than planned. We are running out of time. And food. And drinks. Luckily we produce our own water. We have not been able to communicate on phones or internet in more than a week. We are running out of projects and sightseeing to do too. But we try to keep ourselves busy and not too annoyed. So far we cleaned the carburetor on the out boarder, we filed all the cars who runs the main up and down the mast, I cleaned the deck, I cleaned the galley, the salon and the cabins, I polished brass inside, I  learnt a lot of knots (Rob is a real rope wizard), I made an anklet and a keyring out of knots on ropes, I read all chapters of  ”The boaters pocket guide”, I cleaned the cockpit.

Rope work to kill time

We also toured the fort a few more times, snorkeled along the beach, went crocodile hunting (there is a 3m salt water crocodile on the fort premisses, we saw a video of it) with no luck, read guides about Cuba (crusing guides and Lonely Planet), had lunch on the Yankee Freedom (the ferry), had sun downers at our boat with fellow cruisers, and supper at another neighboring boat, and we saw lots of movies. Biggest events of the days are usually lunch and dinner and I do most of the cooing. Getting better and better at boat cooking and the food seems to be appreciated. I actually like it because it is something to do and it makes me feel more like being at work than on holiday.

Loggerhead Key

Stuck for 10 days

Monday comes, we have been stuck here a week and Rob contacts the office again. This time they answer and it turns out they have NOT approved his application because they cannot read all the details. And noone bothered to get back to us about it. We give the necessary details again and stress the urgency. Later that day we get a note saying the application has been approved and put to Feddex who will bring it to the sea plane adventure company who will bring it out to Dry Tortuga. Which right now feels like the end of the world. 

Tuesday comes, still no package. We start joking about putting up a sign on our boat saying ”Sailing tomorrow”. That seems to be the common answer to when will we be leaving… Wednesday we call again, the package finally reached Feddex at Key West, but now it got stuck there because there is confusion about where the package should be sent. We do not understand what the confusion is, but after lots of twists and turns a girl at the sea plane company offers us to go to the Feddex office herself to pick up the package and make sure it goes out with the last plane for the day. What an angel!! Finally!! 

Eight days later we finally got the certificates and tomorrow we are ready to sail south. We celebrate with barbecue chicken, veggies with feta cheese in the oven and a glass of rose (I bought it in plastic cups on the ferry Yankee Freedom earlier) with chocolate as dessert. I should go to bed, since a long and possibly quite rough sail awaits, but I end up chatting with John in the cockpit under the stars about life and death and afterlife and now I am writing this. Time is late!! 00:13, WAY behind cruisers midnight which is said to be 9 o’clock. I’m also running out of batteries. Time to sleep!!

Sunset Barbecue

Tomorrow awaits the adventure!!

Joining in Florida on S/Y Freedom’s Call

Freedom’s Call – an old fashioned lady

So here I am in Florida, ready to meet my new home for a couple of weeks. Her name is Freedoms Call and I meet her first time at anchor at the marina in Bradenton, on Floridas west coast. 

Freedoms Call
She is a beauty!! And I am already falling slightly in love with her. She is an old fashion lady, a cutter rigged sloop, with lots of teak, varnish and brass and many beautiful details which I adore. Like the old brass ship bell turned green by the salt water, the cockpit which is in all teak and varnish, and all the old style deck boxes with old style locks, the wooden blocks, all the lines kept in old style, the brass hatches, the dark red/brown sails, the double aft…. I could go on forever. In short she is just the kind of boat I knew I would like. 

Brass and Varnish on Freedoms Call

A not too old boat, built in a classic style and with an owner who puts pride in keeping here that way, but still lets her age with grace. For anyoneinterested in details she is a Hans Christian 43 Telstar. She is not a fast boat, but from what I experienced so far she is fast enough and sails beautifully on a beam reach in steady 5-6 knots with force 5-6 winds. She is steady in the water and although I guess she might not be as easy upwind I am already feeling lucky to be sailing with her to Cuba and on to Puerto Rico.

Captain Rob

Captain Rob proved to be a very nice and easy going American, knowing lots and lots about sailing, boat handling and maintenance. An experienced sailor used to sailing off shore long distance sailing, also single handed. And the best off all he likes to share knowledge and is very good at explaining and showing in a way that makes it easy to grasp. Further more he proved to give lots of responsibility. I have done more and learnt more on Freedoms Call during my first 24 hours of sailing her than during two months on Freya (no shadow on Captain Malcolm and Freya, just a completely different experience and also the reason I felt I needed a change). 

Captain Rob

Captain Rob is calm, clear and does not shout unless needed due to a noisy environment, and he allows mistakes without being upset. Having said this, it turns out we are two opposite personalities in many ways, most of all politically. Those of you who know me would probably wonder how this will ever work out. Captain Rob is a republican with great disapproval of the democrats, he constantly wears t-shirts with pro-weapon (the 5th amendment) propaganda and he compares Obama to Pol Pot, Hitler and Stalin(!), he says climate change is a  fraud, and he already expressed opinions I strongly object to in a range of different matters.

However, I like him! He likes to discuss, allows for different opinions and respect my reasoning. We already had many fruitful discussions and for me being a Swede it is really interesting and developing to try and understand his point of view and the reasoning behind his stand points. He also knows a lot about history. I learn a lot even though we do not agree. And we can joke about our differencies, we already laughed a lot about them and have established a common understanding and respect. I look forward to going to Cuba with this guy!

Aground – twice!

Our first attempt to leave the harbor around five o’clock saturday afternoon and set sails for Cuba did not succeed very well. We ran aground before even leaving the slip channel! Haha! And he doesn’t even get very upset! Remarkable. Turns out tide was notfavorable and that the harbor is actually more shallow than the marine office said, which means too shallow for our draught of almost 7 feet. Anyway. We decide to wait a few hours for the high tide a which gives us 6 inches more and that should do it. This means we are going out in the dark. 

Jess at the helm

At nine o’clock we motor out in the most shallow and narrow channel I ever cruised. Before I know it I am set at the helm following instructions from Captain Rob how to navigate us out of the Bradenton channel and out to deep water in the dark. It is exiting! I am a bit nervous and it takes a while to get the feel of how she reacts to the movement of the rudder, and the throttle is far from anything I ever used before. But I soon get into it and do my best to follow instructions. ”Now, take her ten more degrees to port, hold her steady, right there.” John (the other crew) use the torch and light up the day markers, impossible to see without the lights. ”Keep very close to the next port mark, do you see it?”, ”Keep your eyes open for the next starboard marker, it should be lighted. Now turn to 203 degrees.” It is fun, exiting and it takes us about an hour and a half to get out to reasonably safe waters. And we run aground twice doing this! First time with Captain Rob on the helm. Just after vi left the light from the marina restaurant behind us, a moment of distraction and we missed a marker. Freedoms Calls engine manage to quite easy push us through the mud and into deeper water again. The second time it is in the marked channel where it is supposed to be 9 feet but turns out to be only 5,4 feet! So we are stuck again. This time I was at the helm, but no panic, no screaming, no chaos. Just a few well chosen words, not suitable to express here. This time it takes longer to get off, the diesel engine has to push really hard, but finally we slowly move out. Luckily it is just mud and not rocks, and later we will see that most of the paint is gone from the lower parts of the keel.

Night watch 

Anyway, it is almost 10.30 pm and I decide to go to bed for a few hour before I start my first watch at midnight. We are going to sail for about 65 hours and do night watches between 9 pm to 9 am, in three hours shift. My shift is midnight to three which suits me fine. When I get up and make myself ready we are still motoring. The night is very cold and I have to put on all warm clothes I have. I did not pack for 10 degrees Celcius, I packed for 28 degrees in the Caribbean!! Therefore I now have on all the warm clothes I can find, which results in me wearing a funny combination. My long and relatively thick support socks (I normally wear them on long distance flights) and my capri lycra gym leggings under my only pair of jeans, luckily they are stretch! I wear my only long-sleeved sweater and my only hoodie and wrap my big Marrakech paschmina scarf around me (also mainly brought for flights) under my goretex shell jacket (Halleluja, my mum manage to send that with Åsa when she visited Freya). I have no gloves, but put my only pair of normal socks on my hands. This outfit might not be classic sailor style but works well for me! 

Winch and waves in the sun set

When I come up on deck Captain Robs first words are, ”Good you are here, I am just thinking about setting sails.” I almost start to laugh! It is midnight and pitch dark. I never set sails on this boat before and still he does not hesitate to do this. We clip onto the jack stays and go up to the mast in the dark. Rob talks me through what we have to do, which is all very familiar to me, just a bit difficult to know what line is which in the dark. We set one reef in the main before I start to hoist, three quarter up on the mast something get stuck and we need to take the sails down and up a few times before we manage to get it up. The problem is known to captain Rob so there is no big deal and within the nearest 24 hours it (among several other things) will be fixed while underway. We set the jib without difficulties and turn off the engine.

The feeling is unbeatable. Silence. Just the winds in the sails and the flushing water along the hull. As soon as the sails are set Captain Rob goes to bed and leave me alone with only the stars and the moon and a steady 6 knots of beautiful, comfortable beam reach downwind sailing in a north easterly 12 knots of wind. I am very happy to make my watch under sail and not motoring – makes a big difference.
Looking aft on S/Y Freedoms Call in the sunset

I like doing night watch. It is not so boring as it sounds. We sail under auto pilot, which makes a very good job. Far better than most skippers actually. Your duties during watch is to:

1. Keep a regular and careful outlook for other vessels, and if needed alter course. We have the AIS, a system that identifies registered vessels and tells you their identiy, speed, heading and course over ground, the closest point of distance and time until this occurs. All vessels are however not registered at the AIS and therefore your eyes and a regular 360 degrees outlook is the best tool. During my watch there is a few contacts but all to far away to be of any worry.

2. Monitor our course over ground so that it corresponds to our desired set course and alter the autopilot heading if needed to stay on track. This is needed regularly. The reasons for this can be leeway due to sidewind or drift due to tide and/or current. During my watch we are being pushed westerly all the time so I have to adjust for this. I normally set a routine to go below and check the course every 15 minutes. Before and after doing this I also always do a 360 degrees outlook.

3. Trim the sail so it suits the winds and the course we want to make. Trimming is something you can do constantly if you are looking for the perfect set up. But at night sailing and when you are alone it is not necessary to trim constantly as long as the sails are doing a good enough job (unless you are racing). During my watch there was a steady easterly wind and no adjustments were needed. 

Red sails in the sun set

4. Every hour we do a note in the log book. We note time, longitude/latitude (where we are), Speed over ground (SOG), Course over ground (COG), compass heading, wind direction, wind speed, wave height, air pressure, cloud percentage and we check the bilge pump (If there is water in the bilge and if that needs to be pumped, if so we do that). Apart from that you can also make any other notes of interest, i.e. change of sails, AIS contact, big course changes, etc. The log is mainly important if something would happen and the course of events need to be reconstructed, but also interesting for the next watch to know what has happened on the previous watch.

All these things makes time pass quite quickly. I normally fit in making a cup of coffee, having a fruit and maybe some snacks which also makes time pass. To sit in the dark and watch the moonlight or the stars alone with your thoughts is one of my favorite things with sailing, also when it is bit cold, like now. Of course it can be quite hard and unpleasant if the weather is not nice, if you have to motor a lot or if you are in very difficult waters. So far I did not experience this.

Jess on the pulpit

Three o’clock and it is time for John to take over. 

Good night!

One of the best beaches in the world!

What is paradise to you?

barbuda beaches and blue watersDescribed by many it would be white beaches, turquoise waters, blue skies and no people.  Well, I think Barbuda definitely qualifies for this description. Low Bay on Barbuda is one of the most beautiful beaches I have ever visited. 16 miles of white beach, the bluest waters ever seen and with only one (!) hotel, the Lighthouse Bay Resort. This hotel hosts only 9 rooms in total, guests are flown in from Antigua with helicopter. The only other way to arrive is by your own boat. Like we did. Obviously.🙂 We have been more or less alone in the bay. We had two neighbors, a superyacht and a small sailing boat, but they all left. Seeing another person walking at the beach was very rare and kind of an attraction.

First night in Low Bay, Barbuda, me and Åsa decided to swim ashore to check the place out. Normal people take the dinghy, but we were too lazy to take her out. Equipped with finns, snorkels and masks we made an all but cool and beautiful beach entrance (could have been a very good parody on James Bond when Ursula Andress swims ashore looking gorgeus). However, to the people at the Lighthouse Beachbar we seemed to be a very exotic appearance and they could not wait to talk to us, guess not muh is happening around that bar. Since we had no money and no clothes we stayed outside the bar, couldn’t even buy a drink! But we had a great time with talks and laughs before hurrying back before sunset, like cinderella mermaids.

The day after we went ashore to visit the only village at the island, Codrington. To get there we had to take a water taxi over the big lagoon. The city proved to be really small with few places open. But we had s nice walk and ended up att the only open place where we could buy drinks and chat to some locals. Among other we met Mathew, who as soon as he understood we were single, raised his hand and introduced his interest!! This is perhaps not too strange, when living on an island with 1500 inhabitants, where everyone knows each other and most people are related in one way or another. The difficulty to get to the island results in very few contacts with outside people and the intake of new blood is rare.

Åsa and Jess in low bay BarbudaBarbuda is the sister island to Antigua, it is half the size of Antigua, but with only 1500 inhabitants. The highest point is only 438m! The Codrington family came to the island in the 1680ths and brought slaves with them. Unlike most Caribbean island Barbuda did not have any cotton fields, but instead lived from agriculture.When the emancipation came the slaves just stayed and continued the agricultural business. Since noone owned the land, all properties were commonly owned and this is the case still today. No foreigners can buy land or property on the island, but just recently it became possible to lease land. I don’t know how true this story is, but this is what I was told from a local guide. If you want to read more you can visit

This little island has been known to resist development that would spoil the untouched character of the island. For instance there is a story about a big investment where a new big hotel complex was being built at point. The people of Barbuda was not at all happy with this development, they wanted to keep the area as a park, so with a joint effort the whole island came together and simply pushed the hotell over the edge into the water. (Again, this story was told by a local, not sure about the truths of it) Just recently rumor says that Robert de Niro just bought a third (nowadays closed) 5 star resort on the island, the K Club, we wish him luck and hope the locals don’t resist him too.

Chocolate pina colada at lighthouse barAfter the walk we decided to stay on the shore for a bit. It didn’t take long until one of the ladies from yesterday, Debbie,  came walking and asked if we couldn’t join her for a drink. Of course we could! Rhum punch it is! This time we had both clothes and money! Almost every person who passed the bar, including staff, knew who me and Åsa were. ¨Oh! You are from Sweden right? You are the ones who came swimming yesterday! Yes we were watching….¨ and so the talks are on. I truly believe we were the happening of the day to these hotel guests.

We later learnt that all guests on the hotel are billionaires – in US dollars (!!) and they are all on a special package, which includes a holiday leasing property opportunity, with the bargain price of 5 M USD!! So for sure they could afford to buy us a drink, and the fact that we stole some of their internet and borrowed the bathroom (oh my, the small things you appreciate when living on a boat) also should not really matter to them much.😉

We also met with the lady who sells these properties, a very sweet and gorgeous looking woman named Cindy. Dream about my surprise when she told us that she was born in Täby (where I worked, up to December) and she has good friends in Vaxholm (where my Swedish apartment is) that she visits sometimes. The world is such a small place!!

First customers at Kingfish sandbar, Low Bay barbudaLast but not least on the subject of Barbuda. A new beach bar just opened! Good news for all cruisers (like us) who cannot afford Lighthouse Bays prices. We heard that the bar would open, so we strolled over there on our last day, but to our great disappointment it was closed. It was such a perfect bar, just the kind of bar you wanna hang out on for a whole day, just listening to music, sipping drinks, have a barbecue burger and relax in a sun chair, without too much fancy stuff.

Kingfish sandbarHowever, the bar was not opened but after a while some guys showed up doing the last fixing before the grand opening. We tried to sweet talk them into opening up and selling us some drinks, but they couldn’t, although they did put on some music for us. After a little more nagging and begging finally one of the guys made a phone call, minutes later the manager of the bar shows up. And believe it or not, they decided to open the bar just for us!! It turns out to be the same  manager as for Lighthouse Bay resort, Dan, who we met the day before. So he gladly serves us some great rhum punch, stating that we are his FIRST customers. Of course there were pictures taken!!!! We were very proud and happy to open the Kingfish Sandbar at Low Bay, Barbuda. We wish them all the best for the future and recommend all cruisers to make a stop and hang out for a while at the Kingfish sandbar. It is an excellent place!

Sandy Island, Carriacou

Today we started off with a very relaxing day. Clearing out (Tyrrel Bay has the best custom officers!), shopping, etc. before motoring around the corner to Sandy Island. This island is a tiny little paradise island right outside Hillsborough with at times great snorkeling. Beautiful, white sandy beach, I bet you will find it on many holiday photos and marketing photos for sailing charters. Now take off for non stop sail Antigua. Wish me luck!

Snorkling sandy bay

Yachtie toes

Yacht life for sure is not a glamorous life. Before starting I still decided to add a little luxury to my new life. Yachtie toes matching my boat! Yachtie toes

Challenging first sail!

sailing grenada Carriacou1Wow!! Today we had an epic sailing from St Georges to Cariacou! Started off all well, nice sailing although a bit rough with several schools and gusts up to 35 knots. I use to say I like strong winds cause this means fast sailing but on Freya we need less wind so we can put up more sail. Today we sailed only with small main or 2/3 genua at the best conditions. Apparently the furling rigs can not come to it right unless we use more sail. The aerodynamic bow in the sail to create speed get too small under small sails.

Freya is far from a racing yacht but I got the top speed of 7,1 knots! Was so much fun to helm again, especially under these high waves and challenging conditions and do good. Jose, the French, was very skeptical to start with but was then impressed with how well I did it. (I hope he did not mean ”to be a woman”).

Old vessel Tyrrel BayThen it was not so much fun anymore. I got sea sick!! First time ever, and I was not the only one. We were three of us feeding the fishes during the passage and the last three hours was not much fun for me. We also had to reef all sail and go for motor due to the wind direction, and this combined with strong current and tide, made this one my longest passage from ST. Georges to Carriacou – 12 hours!!! And 45nM!!! Best case (with Freya) it could be 30NM and 8 hours.

Freya sternAnyhow, we did a beautiful entrance to Tyrrel bay under a bright shining full moon, just as if God put out a spot light for us. for the first time ever I saw a rainbow with the moon! I regret so not being able to take photo. As soon as we enter calm waters everybody aboard felt fine and we ended the evening with an excellent rice and cod dinner prepared by me and my berth mate Pam.

Time to sleep! Tomorrow awaits a relaxing day before a long non-stop sail up to Antigua starting tomorrow afternoon.

Bon nuit!

PS. why do sailors always have to defend that they are sea sick? Both the others were trying to come up with explanations and reasons. It is like if you do get sea sick you cannot be a real sailor. I don’t believe that. Everyone get sea sick at times, nothing to be ashamed off. Im not at least. I just hope I will not experience it soon again.

PS2 I appologise for few and bad photos, not up to speed with all things yet….

Welcome to my new home!

Yacht FreyaYesterday I joined Yacht Freya with skipper Malcolm and his crew. After ten days on Grenada I am both exited  and a bit sad to leave. Met wonderful people from my last time on the island as well as one or two new and I will miss them!

Anyway. Today a new life begins as crew on the working crew charter Freya. Normally Malcolm does not have long term crew, but he agreed to take me on for 100 days to start with. First day being tomorrow.

Freya is a 50 feet Beneteu Oceanis very well equipped with lots of comfort and specially made solutions. Like a fantastic but a bit odd looking bimini, more about that later. Freya takes on 8 persons dry comfortable, but up to 11 is possible.

I did not yet get my own cabin but tonight an american woman will join and we are sharing. I really look forward to meeting all new interesting persons on this adventure.

Jose - the bread baking French

The baking Frenchman

The rest of the crew is three American guys and one French. Just spent a fun evening, me on my phone, desperately using all my social media while I still have internet (I believe this will be scarce the coming couple of days!), while listening to hilarious stories from North Carolina. My God!

The French, Jose, made his first attempt to bake bread without an oven tonight. We all thought is was fabulous, apart from Jose who gave it only 2 on a grade of 10!! He will try gain to find the magic formula. I don’t mind at all! Will try to learn so we can continue having bread also when he is gone.

Only thing missing right now is a drink, I did not buy any beverages before joining the boat so tomorrow I will do so in Carriacou. Good night from Port Louise under a fantastic almost full moon.

Sunset Grenada

Sunset Grenada