Dragging ourselves away from the serenity of Tobago Cays was made a lot easier, as we know we will be back with friends in a week or so. So we upped anchor and motor sailed the short distance across to Mayreau. We chose Salt Whistle Bay at the Northern end of the island, as when we came in May we were smitten by it. how things can change!
|The last bar before the jungle.|
|The stone built booths in the abandoned resort on the beach.|
We did swim ashore to visit the bars and have a walk, but dodging the boats was a little difficult. In fact Sarah was so engrossed following a fish she swam into a 60 ft Catamaran.
We were pleased to leave the next morning for a romp across to Bequia. Close hauled most of the way a nice easy sail, making 8 knots with two knots of current with us. Sarah had a fleeting though of shaking out a reef but soon got over it!