ANTIGUA – 17th
February to 15th March
I have been really
looking forward to our visit to Antigua as
Russell and I visited here before without children for a week around 3 years
ago. The colour of the water took our breath away then and this time was no exception,
even the boys noticed the blinding light of the turquoise water. We left Guadeloupe heading to Jolly Harbour
arriving a little after 3pm. We had a brilliant sail until we came into the
shelter of Antigua . The shallow depths which
extend quite a way offshore are a new experience compared to the steep cliffs
of the other islands. We anchored in 3.5 meters of water outside Jolly Harbour
Marina. Some friends on Chewsy were here and we swam over to say hello. We
enjoyed a rum punch and got the low down on the local area as they had been
there a few days. We were also treated to them babysitting for us the next
night so we could return to the hotel we had stayed in and enjoy a meal just
the two of us. This was the first time since the beginning of October, so a
real treat. The meal was stunning and a little on the expensive side but worth
it. We babysat for our friends on Morning Haze so they could experience it too.
The restaurant is called Sheer Rocks and definitely worth a visit if you
appreciate good food and lovely views.
We arrived on Sunday
and left on Friday. We had expected to leave on Wednesday but our friends on
Morning Haze arrived and having not seen them since Greneda and unlikely to
cross paths again we decided to stay a little longer. It was nice for the boys
to have other children to play with even if at 2 and 6 they are younger than
the boys. They are also German, but Lysander their 6 years old speaks good
English and will begrudgingly watch films in English. We enjoyed a meal out
with them followed by some local rum back on board their boat. A little over 50
feet it is somewhat bigger than us. We said goodbye to each other on Friday and
headed round to English
Harbour and they set off
to Barbuda .
Outside the museum was
an Atlantic rowing boat. We decided that sailing across was hard enough and
that rowing was definitely too much like handwork.
English and Falmouth harbour are
separated by a small headland but joined by a road and a 10 minute walk between
the 2. Both are frequented by the rich and excessively large and aptly named
superyachts.
We walked up to Shirley Heights one morning and took breakfast
with us to enjoy at the top. It was a good 45 minute walk across some cliffs
and a steep walk up a big hill. The fort was used by the Navy and a lookout
post sent messages across to St John’s (the capital of Antigua) to warn of
impending attacks. The buildings have now been turned into a restaurant / bar
that seems to be open most days. They do not serve coffee, which would have
accompanied the bacon and egg sandwiches I had taken nicely. The bar was open
at 9am so we could have had
rum. We settled for water having used a full 1.5 litre of water on the journey
up.
Despite being there on
Sunday we opted to go to the new cruisers bbq on the beach rather than go to
Shirley Heights. Russell and I had been before and it is very touristy and busy
so maybe not too easy to keep track of the boys and being perched on a cliff
edge not good for the nerves. The cruisers BBQ was interesting and around 8
boats went. We collected firewood and took our bbq grill. We had bought some
burgers from the small shop in English
Harbour that were not
much cop, but mopped up the beer. Everyone was asked to bring a salad or
something to share and amazingly everyone had taken something different and we
were able to fill up on pasta, rice, couscous and my own noodle salads. To add
to the excitement when putting a large log on the fire we were treated to a
scorpion who had made it its home. It was pretty small and a pale beige colour
rather than the expected black. Oli said that on a TV programme he had watched
it was the scorpions with small claws that were the most dangerous, so we proceeded
with caution and put him back in the woods, complete with his log. We didn’t
have a camera to take a picture, so you will just have to believe us.
Once back on the boat
we could clearly hear the music from Shirley
Heights , so didn’t feel
we were missing out at all. The next day we left for Indian creek / Mamora Bay .
Eric Claptons mansion
is clearly visible from the entrance to Indian Creek. The creek is small and we
were unable to get the anchor to hook and a look over the side showed the water
to be a muddy brown from the muddy mangrove water. We therefore headed out and went
a mile further up the coast to Mamora bay. This is home to the St James Club
hotel which has a dock for visiting yachts. You can pay US$1.25 per foot and
this gets you use of all the hotel facilities including watersports and 6
swimming pools. We anchored for 2 night and paid for one night alongside the
dock. The electric supply was 110 and we could only run the battery charger.
They wanted to charge us $10 US per day but we explained we would use ablaut 50
cents at a push and they waived the charge. We filled up with water at $0.25
per gallon. We couldn’t work out how we had been charged for more gallons than
our tanks held. We later worked out it was US gallons rather than UK gallons
and as they are smaller, we needed more. We should have waited until we were
back in Jolly Harbour where you can fill up on the
fuel dock for EC$ 0.25 per UK
gallon which makes it about a quarter of the price. Anyway we had our monies
worth out of the watersports where the kids went off in the Hobbie cats as much
as allowed and we took 3 books from the bookswap putting in only one.
We were out of fresh
food and the shop was a taxi ride away so we headed back to Jolly Harbour .
We would have liked to go to Green
Island but there was
nothing in the book about food shops so we decided that we would save it for
another time.
We had fully intended
to stock up at Jolly harbour and leave. We then found that Intrepid Bear would
likely not be in the BVI’s if we raced up for the first week of April and
therefore we were no longer in a rush. We had planned not to go to Barbuda and now decided we should. No need to check out
as Antigua and Barbuda
are linked.
We had a brilliant
spinnaker sail there and anchored off Codlington. We managed to swim ashore as
the breaking waves meant it was unsafe to land the dinghy. Once back on the
boat the wind died and we started to roll as we lay beam onto the swell. It was
a really uncomfortable night and the next morning we upped the anchor and
headed back to Antigua . This was now a 30 mile
beat so we motor sailed. It was really disappointing
We went back to Deep
Bay which has a sunken ship that you can snorkel on. The bay was really nice
with just a beach and hotel. The boys spent 2 days windsurfing and really
seemed to get the hang of it. We tried to snorkel on the wreck but the water
was quite murky and it was a bit spooky too. No one had died as they were all
ashore when the boat carrying pitch started to smoke and then caught fire, but
still it felt like a dead body would appear at any moment. Perhaps we have been
watching too much Pirates of the Caribbean.
We took the dinghy
round to St Johns as our previous visit on the bus from Jolly Harbour had found
a watersports shop. We needed to replace the kids inflatable towing toy that
had burst the seam between 2 chambers and now resembled a ball shape rather than
a disc. It was difficult to stay on before and now it was near impossible. The manufacture
was no help saying the warranty lasted 30 days and it broke after 33! They also
do not do spare parts so it was a write off. They boys have so much fun and
with much of the trip left we decided to buy a replacement made by a different
manufacturer.
The bus journey was
interesting and cheap at EC$13 eachway for all of us. That is a little over £3
eachway for the family. It takes about 20 minutes. All the busses are small
mini bus type vehicles. They overtake at any opportunity and have to avoid the
odd stray dog or chicken. People just hail them down anywhere on route and as
they get on they say good morning to everyone. Very different to England where
if you speak to someone they think you are insane.
We set back off for Jolly Harbour
and a big stock up before deciding to head round to Green Island .
This was because the weather was still not looking good to go from Antigua to Montserrat
and then up to Nevis. Large 3.5m swells were forecast for Sunday and this would
not be good for the exposed anchorage of Nevis .
We had planned to spend them in Jolly Harbour, but checking on Windguru again
showed that we could still expect swells on the Wed being the end of the weekly
forecast. Currently the weather was really calm with low swell and no wind so
we decided to hot foot it over to Montserrat and then return to Antigua. You
would normally not do this as the wind is on the nose on the way back but given
for a bizarre reason there was no wind it was ok. Knowing that Montserrat
anchorages are very exposed since the active volcano took out the only
sheltered port of Plymouth in 1997 and remains an excluded zone it would be a
24 hour stop to do a tour and that was it.
We were back in Jolly
Harbour 24 hours later and now had more food than we left with after catching a
little Tunny and a massive Tuna. The little tunny was caught first and although
small (the little bit is part of the name and not the size which can be big) we
had only caught barracuda and Cero recently which you can’t eat. It would make
a nice starter. If we had known we would have caught an 8lb tuna later we would
have put it back. This was a real beauty and will feed us for the next couple
of days. This is annoying as I still have fresh meat that needs eating. This
resulted in us having burgers for breakfast this morning which the boys thought
was brilliant. I reckon it is not much different to sausage and makes a change
to cereal.
With the swells set to
3.5m from Sunday to next Wednesday (today is Friday) we are now off to Green
Island which according to Chris Doyles guide says that we can ride out a
hurricane here. It should be a 9 mile beat from English Harbour
according to the book but as there is precisely nil knots of wind the seas are
eerily flat and calm. The engine is on and we are enjoying a calm trip. On
sorting out a locker I had found some bumper activity books and the kids have
now decided they are a welcome break from school and can be done on passage.
They are sat colouring and doing anagrams whilst I am blogging. This is just
unheard of!
We enjoyed a few days
in Green Island. We picked up a buoy which was free. Our friends Chewsy were
there and later on Fabiola arrived and Open Blue. We had last seen them in
Greneda. Fabiloa have 2 boys the same age as our so it was nice for the boys to
play with Cameron and Samuel again. An impromptu sundowners on the beach had
been suggested by another cruiser so whilst the boys played in the sea we
enjoyed a cold beer. It was dark when we left and it was not therefore
unsurprising that we lost another pair of goggles.
Green Island is a huge
bay protected by a reef which gives an unintereupted view into the Atlantic. It
is very strange as with the low swells you couldn’t even see the waves break.
There were a few Superyachts up for the weekend. Bystander the tender to
Velsheda was anchored just across from us. We had to rescue the sailing yacht
from the very posh yacht club that doesn’t welcome visitors from the reef we
were next to. He obviously thought he could cut the corner and failed. He was
stuck hard and I watched with amusement as the well do do lady and gentleman
aboard were looking concerned at having to get out and push along with the
instructor who had taken them out. It took a lot of pull from Russell in the dinghy
to pull them free. The wife managed to stay dry but the husband had to get off
to reduce weight and free the keel. Russell commented that he hoped the keel
was ok. He was thanked very much for getting them off, and they sailed off
giving the reef a wide berth.
We decided to head
round to Falmouth harbour and had one of those frustrating anchoring
situations. It just didn’t seem to want to bite, or by the time we had got it
to we were too close to others. Finally it bit and we were able to go ashore
and stretch our legs.
We met up with Rafiki
another ARC family boat and heard a bit about what they had been up to since
Grenada. We spent the afternoon on the beach with them the next day and
imparted our knowledge of all that is good on Antigua.
We left the next day
for Jolly Harbour and the promise of a meal out at the Fish and Chip shop that
is a converted London Bus. We enjoyed fish and coconut shrimp combo, washed
down with a carib bear. We sat on the top deck. It was very strange and quirky
and the food was good. It was worth the short walk along the main road.
We have come into the
marina as the swell in the anchorage is not good and it gives an opportunity to
stock up at the epicurean supermarket before we head to Nevis and St Kitts
tomorrow. Russell is just returning with sliced bread for a treat of toast as
we are plugged into electric and can use the toaster. It is the small things
that have become a real treat.
Major disappointment ....the shorepower doesn't seem to have high enough voltage to make the toaster work, or it is broken. So no toast, just luke warm bread.
More Antigua Photos....
Major disappointment ....the shorepower doesn't seem to have high enough voltage to make the toaster work, or it is broken. So no toast, just luke warm bread.
More Antigua Photos....
The boys doing the washing up.
This yacht is called "A". The owner must have run out of money when it came to buying the name, so kept it short. Check out the spec. http://www.superyachts.com/motor-yacht-2061/a.htm
Ethan thinks that the hull is upside down, and he has a point. I think it resembles Gill out of finding Nemo.
This is an unlikely berthing partner. The smaller yacht is similar in size to our boat.
At night the marina in Falmouth is lit up spectaculary by all the aircraft warning lights on the top of the masts. They also like to light the masts just to make sure we don't forget they are there when the sun goes down.
Fish and Chips on the London Bus at Jolly Harbour Antigua.
We sat on the top deck, at the back.
The grafity was as expected! The boys thought this was funny.
Hanging out the bus.
Below our friends Chris and Steve from Troon in Scotland came with us to enjoy the experience.
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