Long long day, then just when we thought it was just about over, the island of Trinidad disappeared right in front of our eyes. One moment we could see it, then it was gone, completely gone. This wasn’t the Bermuda triangle strangeness but a torrential down pour. Of course we had chosen the narrow passage as it was closer to the customs and immigrations office that we were running out of time on. Basically fought through the rain to find the island silhouette and motored through soaking wet.
Found the basic area where boats were but took a while to spot mooring balls, it seems all of our guides stop at Grenada, the only thing we had was some PDFs that I had downloaded while researching this place. No comparison to a Chris Doyle guide. Anyway, we spotted one ball inside the marina area, but it was a bite to tight so choose another one and used the happy hooker and quickly 1/2 way secured the boat, dropped the dingy and speed off to find customs/immigration. Here everyone has to be present to check in, again we were not really sure where to go, but we found immigrations with 30mins to spare. Filled out the paperwork and we are here! We have to come back on Saturday to really check out and off the boat with the paper work from the storage yard, so we’ll be traveling fools between Port of Spain and Chagaramas – seems like something out of Austin Powers movie when you say it.
Quick bite to eat and a beer after customs and we are about to zonk out, for tomorrows early morning call to haul the boat. The email from the yard gave us instructions to expect another email tomorrow, uh? @ 6:30am is our haul out time, this should be interesting.
Chagaramas, or at least the 2hrs we have been here is a commercial port. Lots of big ships, docks and boat yards, not what you would call picturesque, but we’ll see when we motor over around to the otherside where we’ll be hauled out in the AM.