Leinster Bay, 
St. John
18.21.909N
64.43.429W
We made one more run into Charlotte Amalie this morning to post a letter. Gerry took the opportunity to finally buy Nicky a necklace. However, as we understand it, neither the one he wanted , nor the earrings he considered as a second choice were available. They both had been sold the day before.
We headed back to the boats, hoisted our anchors, raised our mainsails and motorsailed out of the harbor and into the bay. Once we made it out past the red buoy that marks Packet Rock, the mid-way point along the south side of St. Thomas, we were were able to bear off the wind and finally unfurl our jib. We sailed the rest of the way, including Current Cut, although we did turn on the engine, just in case. We continued across Pillsbury Sound and were doing quite well along the Windward Passage until we lost our wind near Johnson’s Reef. We figured we’d had our fun for the day, so we furled in our sails, turned on the iron genny and motored the rest of the way to Leinster Bay where we picked up the last mooring.
Orpailleur was having their fun further out in the sound and since we had taken the last mooring, they had to drop their anchor and wait their turn behind another boat for the moorings to become available when the day boats dropped them.
We dinghied around to pay our fees to the National Park system and then returned for a little snorkeling around the boat. Because it was supposed to be a quick dip, I didn’t take my camera. Of course we happened upon a hawksbill turtle munching away on some coral (I didn’t know they ate coral) and a school of blue tang, parrot fish and a couple of angel fish.
As I have relayed on many occasions, fresh air and sunshine will kill you , or at least make you tired, so we called it an early night after dinner.
St. John
18.21.909N
64.43.429W
We made one more run into Charlotte Amalie this morning to post a letter. Gerry took the opportunity to finally buy Nicky a necklace. However, as we understand it, neither the one he wanted , nor the earrings he considered as a second choice were available. They both had been sold the day before.
We headed back to the boats, hoisted our anchors, raised our mainsails and motorsailed out of the harbor and into the bay. Once we made it out past the red buoy that marks Packet Rock, the mid-way point along the south side of St. Thomas, we were were able to bear off the wind and finally unfurl our jib. We sailed the rest of the way, including Current Cut, although we did turn on the engine, just in case. We continued across Pillsbury Sound and were doing quite well along the Windward Passage until we lost our wind near Johnson’s Reef. We figured we’d had our fun for the day, so we furled in our sails, turned on the iron genny and motored the rest of the way to Leinster Bay where we picked up the last mooring.
Orpailleur was having their fun further out in the sound and since we had taken the last mooring, they had to drop their anchor and wait their turn behind another boat for the moorings to become available when the day boats dropped them.
We dinghied around to pay our fees to the National Park system and then returned for a little snorkeling around the boat. Because it was supposed to be a quick dip, I didn’t take my camera. Of course we happened upon a hawksbill turtle munching away on some coral (I didn’t know they ate coral) and a school of blue tang, parrot fish and a couple of angel fish.
As I have relayed on many occasions, fresh air and sunshine will kill you , or at least make you tired, so we called it an early night after dinner.
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