So what did we get up to in July?
Our friends from Amelie, Stephen and Debbie, had a couple of their friends over from the UK for a couple of weeks and they were great fun. Mike was hilarious and it’s always good to meet like minded people, we had such a laugh with them. We sailed Amelie around to a place called Whisper Cove where we had lunch, played with the paddle board and a had a quick swim before heading back to the marina. It was a lovely day and provided good memories that Clive managed to capture on video.
We’ve done a few jobs on the boat. Clive asked me to take a plug out of the dinghy while it was up on the davits so I balanced on my paddle board underneath to do it and got covered in the most foul smelling water imaginable. I was not impressed and hot footed it up to the showers.
We watched the football up at the bar and were sitting with a group of very lively Trinidadian’s when the epic Germany v Brasil match was on. Our neighbours on the pontoon are German and were embarrassed at the score.
We went on our first hash run and were instantly converted. (It has nothing to do with drugs and if you google Grenada Hash House Harriers all will be revealed.) Basically, you turn up at a given point, announced a couple of days in advance, and then follow a trail through the hills that has been marked with clumps of shredded paper. There are false trails that lead you down dead ends and it’s usually about 2.5 miles. There’s a hash every Saturday afternoon and as they are at different locations each week it’s a really good way to see the island. Our first hash was quite tame but the second one had us wading through 3 stretches of river and climbing up and down muddy banks. Very exhilarating and very messy. There’s beer and food at the end of the hash and it’s great fun taking part.
We’ve got into the routine of going in the dinghy around to Coconut Beach bar for Sunday lunch. There’s always live music and as we’re sat on the beach under a little thatched roof it’s not a bad way to spend Sunday. The entertainment also involves the local lads running along the dinghy dock and jumping into the water, throwing each other into the water and generally having a ball.
I found a local vet that was able to do the cats’ annual vaccinations so we took them there for a general check up and got their passports updated.
One of the guys on our pontoon had his 50th birthday and invited us all to his party up at the marina and we all ended up on the beach sat around a bonfire having a drink or two or three.
We went to a cookery demonstration at one of the other marinas on the south of the island. They showed us how to do a local dish called ‘oil down’. It contained pig’s nose and other indescribable bits that we didn’t want to know about. Not a recipe that I’ll use again but Clive thinks he can do an upmarket version.
Activities are ramping up for carnival time in August and we went to one of the nearby villages to listen to their junior steel band rehearsing. They were brilliant and there were some very cute little girls playing drums bigger than themselves. One had to stand on a beer crate to reach the drums.
Other than that we’ve walked into town, cycled around a bit and just generally had a good time.
Bring on the carnival!