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Mariette 1915 - Attention to detail at the end of each boom.

Quintessential Yachts: Antigua Classics

Attention to detail with these medallions at the end of each boom

Attention to detail with these medallions at the end of each boom.

Last year when we did this trip, there was no wind and we were computer bound till 6pm on Friday, so we motored in completely flat waters over night, this year a different story.  We were up and off the hook by 630am looking forward to some fishing (or trolling) and hoping for as much north wind we could find.   We were into the wind at about 30 degrees at a beat being “beat” up by the waves, up, down, side, to side.  It was a bit of a rough ride and when we pulled into Jolly Harbor at 830pm we were exhausted.  But, the next day, we cleared in, dropped off some laundry, did a few boat chores and rested.  We ended up heading over to Carlisle Bay as it is much more serene and peaceful.

But, we did not come here to hide away, so the next day we were off to the races.  We picked up Anna and her friend Rhom and headed for the start line.  In order to participate in the Antigua Classics, you have to have a full keel, be of moderate to heavy displacement, built of wood or steel, and be of traditional rig and appearance.  You can be an original, which there were plenty gorgeous ones, or a replica of an original with proven documentation.  In other words, it was a race of the wooden boats and all their glory.

“Tilly” gliding across the waters at Antigua Classics

Staring Line Antigua Classics

Staring Line Antigua Classics

Double masted beauty coming straight for us.

Russame dueling Igor position

Russame dueling Igor position

Marietta a 1915 classic yacht - superbly beautiful

Marietta a 1915 classic yacht – superbly beautiful

Day II Antigua Classic Regatta

Day II Antigua Classic Regatta

Racers coming down course quick

Racers coming down course quick

After a delicious day on the water admiring all of the spectacular boats at their start, we headed to Carlisle Bay for some lunch.  It was lovely getting to know Anna and Rhom, we ate and swam and had a wonderful afternoon.  After we returned them to shore, Matt and I parked Sweet and Low (our dinghy) in Falmouth harbor and walked over to English harbor where we got to witness the boats up close.  Unfortunately, we learned that three boats were demasted.  Two from the day before during practice, and one from earlier today.  The one from earlier in the day, Tilly was one of my favorites and I had captured her beauty in several shots – they hope to repair their mast and be back on the water before the end of the races.  We caught up with our friends on El Gato and Steve from Hotel California while checking email and having an evening drink.  Not a late night, we headed back to the boat before 9p for dinner and relaxation.
Saturday morning, Matt and I  took Sugar Shack back to the start line to admire the yachts and hoot and holler like any good side lined cheerleader.  After they were all heading down course, we headed back to the anchorage.

Before we cleared out of the country, we decided to stretch our legs and go for a hike to find the horses.  We had heard that there was a place where you could rent horses to walk on the beach and we wanted to see them so off we went on a new adventure.  We walked up from the marina to the main road and turned left toward the general direction of the barn.  Luckily after less than a mile into our walk Matt saw a sign with a horse head on it – clear indication we are headed in the right direction so we turned left on to the dirt road.  This turned out to be super interesting as there were all sorts of trees bearing different fruit on them.  We found papaya trees, mango trees, and cucumber looking vines growing all over the place.  It was a quiet dirt road with little activity except the wonderful smells of nature.  After walking another mile or so we did not see anything and we were just about to turn around when we decided to at least crest the top of the hill.  Luckily we did as we saw an old abandoned building, could have been a bunker turned into a funky house – who knows.  Matt went to explore the building but a nice shady tree on the beach was calling to me.

Enjoying some R&R

Enjoying some R&R

Panorama from the abandoned fort

Panorama from the abandoned fort.

Only saw one skinny pony

Only saw one skinny pony

 

We went back to English harbor so we could clear out of Antigua and check out the festivities.  Next to St. Kitts to meet Monica.

More fun pictures

Classics at English Harbor

Classics at English Harbor

Nothing Classic about Wildfire Classic Helm

Nothing Classic about Wildfire Classic Helm

Sweet woodwork on Mariette

Sweet woodwork on Mariette

The amount of lines on these boats is unreal.

The amount of lines on these boats is unreal.

My beautiful

My beautiful “Tilly” awaiting her new mast.

Errands, Chores, and a bit of Chaos

After our Les Voiles celebration, we had to headed back up to St. Maarten to see a man about a chain.  Matt ordered 100 meters of G50 stainless, small link to replace our 100 meters of G3 galvanized (that is only 3 years old but has several spots that missed the galvanization process).  He found the new chain in London for 1/3 the price which was a bargain even when you include shipping.  We had hoped it would arrive before 15 April, but there was a mix up with the multiple transport people and somehow it never made the boat from MIA to SXM.  So, we decided to make the best of this tip by provisioning and running some errands.

First, we had to offload our extra PVC sheets that we didn’t use from the ceiling project.  We kept several pieces of PVC for other projects, but still had (3) 4′ x 8′ pieces and lots of scraps taking up half of the port side cabin. So we loaded them into the dinghy, sprawled across the sheets from bow to stern to prevent them from blowing overboard, and took off to Marigot (from Simpson Bay).  It is a pretty far dinghy ride, and in the wind, with these huge sheets it took us even longer.  All our muscles were tight and cramping by the time we pulled up to Custom Fit Marine.  We could not find the original fellow who was interested in taking them, but one of his partners took a look and decided to keep them – good thing as there was no chance in hell we were going to take them back to the boat.

We quickly left before he could change his mind and headed to PDP marina where our friends Contrary Mary were birthed to return some tools that we had borrowed for our ceiling project.  After a short visit, we headed up the hill to Carrefore for our first grocery run.  Loaded down with several bags, we walked the 1/3 mile back to the dinghy and headed to the boat to unload.  Round II, we grabbed our dolly and headed back to shore and up the hill.  Matt diverted to Island Water World in search of a water pump part for our friends on El Gato while I headed to Ace Mart to pick up some rugs.  We met at the top of the hill and walked to Divico (think Costco or Smart and Final) and picked up water, cold beverages, snack items, and some toiletries.  We dumped everything in the dinghy and had a well deserved beverage at Lagoonies.  Matt headed to Electec to grab some cable for our new security camera and to Budget to find the part that was not at Island Water World while I stood guard of our goodies.  I quickly got bored and decided to swing up to Tropical Sail Loft as they were ordering some material for me (Sunbrella and Phifertex).  I checked in, got some samples, and headed back to my post.  Matt returned and we both headed up to Prime (another Costco type place with different options) and picked up some beer and ribs in large quantities!!!  Back to the dinghy and then the boat to unload all of our treasure.  After a short rest, and some emails with El Gato, we headed back for round III.  We stopped at Customs/Immigration to drop trash (not there but close to it) and to clear out of SXM.  As Matt was checking out, I walked to town to get some diet gingerale at the Green store, swung into Booze it Up to check out pricing on vodka and rum, and hit the pharmacy to get Advil (they don’t sell medicine of any type in the grocery store on island, you have to go to a pharmacy even for basic things as ibuprofen.

Matt and I were meeting at the IGY dinghy dock and as I walked up with my 4 boxes of diet gingerale and advil, I noticed Matt was talking up Anna!  I love that we keep running into our cohorts.  Steve and Kat (his new crew) showed up shortly after. We couldn’t stay long as we had to hit Island Water World to get the part for El Gato and then have a quick toddy with Contrary Mary.  Well, it had been awhile since we had caught up, and one drink turned into two.  Without much food in us, it quickly turned silly so we headed back to the boat for some chow and rest before our journey to Antigua.

Gone are the days you could drive to each place, lots of walking, loading, and lugging heavy items from the store to our dinghy – but this is a small price to pay to live in paradise. Luckily, St. Maarten is a great place to provision, reasonable prices, lots of variety, and plenty of options.

Easter on St. Barth’s

St. Barth is a predominately Catholic and yet Gustavia, the capital, only has one church which holds services the 2nd and 4th Sunday of each month.  Well, that did not exactly coincide with Easter (being the 3rd Sunday this year).  So, I was off to find a church, preferably in English to celebrate this Easter Sunday.  Right off the main docks is an Anglican Church called St. Bartholomew’s Anglican Church and it looks super cute, has service at 9am, and is in English.  Sweet, done!

I arrive a little after 830a to ensure I get a seat in side (it is really a small church that holds about 150 people and is elegant in its simplicity.)  It has 3 large swinging double doors that are over 20′ tall on each side of the church (making it indoors/outdoors), and they have no full time priest.  They fly priests in from all over the world to provide service (they stay 4-5 weeks at a time).  So, I am on a French island, with a Priest visiting from Ontario, we sing a Peruvian version of “Glory”, and I am surrounded by 98% Caucasian, well to do, upper class, well dressed parishioners.  The Brazilian next to me came with a “small part of his family”, but still managed to fill 3 pews.  There are well over 200+ people here that are spilled out on the lawn, outside the double doors, and adjacent the church, it is packed.

Just as the priest began his sermon, a small bird began chirping and then flew in from one of the large double doors on right side of the church and out the left side of the church.  It so made me think of my mom.  The choir, dressed in all white, singing from iPads rather than choir hymnals, began to sing “Amazing Grace” – always brings tears to my eyes.  It was a beautiful celebration where people got out of their pews to shake hands to wish “peace” to others.  Hope you all had a lovely Easter celebration as well!