The journey continues

That night we went to happy island, it was already full of people. There was a regatta on the area and all the cruisers, wearing T-shirts to identify their team, were there too. The place was really busy, we got a rum punch and just stay around watching the people until the place started to get too crazy for our taste. The island people, trying to get in the party were jumping over the dinghies. We all agreed: “it's time to go”.

The cook impressed everybody, as usual, and we all went to sleep after dinner, but the Captain, who stayed all night thinking about the instrument. That night, unable to fall asleep; he got on Internet, fallowing that reflex of trying again and again, just to see if his eyes were lying. And for sure he found in the Datamarine repair website a refurbish mast head unit, on special” It was hard to believe. So he e-mail the company asking to hold it for him.

All the way from Union Island, to Petit Martinique, Petit St. Vincent, Carriacou, he was talking on the phone trying to get an address in Grenada, our next destination, to ship the piece in; and to assure that they were not going to sale this instrument to somebody else.

In the meanwhile Archie and I were enjoying the sights. Petit Martinique didn't look very exciting, there were little business and houses along the coast, couple of boats were being built on the beach and a cargo ship was moored on the only concrete dock of the island. A lot of fishing boats were anchored too and one of them, a new looking one, had his proud owner seating on the deck. “I just finished it a week ago”. He said very happy. That day we spent the night in Petit St. Vincent, which is a private island with a resort, and the next day in Tyrel Bay, Carriacou, where we actually went on shore to explore and find out how bad the economy is doing in places like that, that Jim visited four years ago and find them nice and now they are just banged. Specially the boat yard; with lots of abandoned boats; the restaurants and the spa. It didn't look like many boaters go there like they used to.

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