St. Anne, Martinique
14.26.306N
60.53.186W

We hoisted anchor about 9 am and together with Wayfinder, moved on down to St. Anne, the last anchorage on Martinique heading south.

I’m not sure why I considered today’s trip a challenge. We had the normal 15-18kts of wind. We had the normal 4-6’ waves. We had the normal katabolic winds around the mountains either stopping us dead in our tracks or knocking us on our ears. However, after a few hours of all these normal conditions, I was tired.

We rounded to the inside of Diamond Rock before crossing the bay into St. Anne. Diamond Rock is a tiny island with an extraordinarily tall peak rising out of the sea a couple of miles from shore. The English were so taken with its position that they commissioned the rock as a ship, the H.M.S. Diamond Rock, equipped it with cannons and enough supplies and water for a full crew of men for 18 months. This, of course, incensed Napoleon. (Empress Josephine was born in Martinique) So the little dude sent his Navy out to take back the rock.

After seeing this infamous rock for myself and the bay that it guards, I’ve decided that in the late 1700’s early 1800’s, the French and English would fight over anything.

St. Anne is a straight on shot; you just cross the bay and sail on up to where you want to drop your hook. Thankfully, it is 15-20’ deep for quite a ways out. There are probably 50 boats here with plenty of room for more.

It was good to meet up with DocNoMore again. We introduced them to Wayfinder and they introduced us to Chez Freddie and Island Spirit. We all got together for a potluck on DocNoMore and exchanged stories well past our normal bedtime of 9:00.