We are 20 miles into our big day. We just had breakfast continental clog your arteries style. Bacon home fries and chunks of block cheese. Can you say we are finishing of the smorgesborg that is left?

Up at 5:30 local time checked the engines, pulled the anchor and out of the bay before 6am and underway with little to no wind to speak of even after we cleared the island we raised the main to use some of the 7knots of beam wind that was out there.

Its gone up to about 12 knots and we have 1 reef in the main, too lazy to raise the last 15 feet, and full gib, cruising along with one engine running as Christine is doing a load of laundry in the Chip storage device. Now we have our clothes lines trying to catch more breeze and make us go faster.

At 8knots that puts us in there just before 3pm when customs starts to charge overtime rates, we’ll see.

The search for Pesto official stops in a Grenada! We have sourced the illusive paste here in Carriacou, the northern island of Grenada. The dingy dock was so crowded I had to push them out of the way and tie a real long rope to ours to keep it out of others way. Something like 20 dinks tied up and wouldn’t you know it, they were all trying to clear customs and immigration as well.

So over an hour later and we invaded Grenada for the first time, at least they let us in peacefully. Course we’ll only be here a couple of days as we head to the big island tomorrow. We grabbed a ball outside of Sand Island a deserted island had some lunch here. There was a huge rain storm that came down and washed the boat off while I was undertaking the customs task. Christine and Wayne had to hide in the boat but its all cleared up and hot now.

Sammiches for lunch and a little more grilled Mahi to snack on, provisions topped up, some fancy Grenada Rum. One store was 48 EC per bottle, another was 32 EC, so we picked up 3 bottles of Grog, literally called Grog.

Off to explore sand Island and get in the water.

So we suck, we spent too much time at anchor checking email and internet stuff when we pulled into Union Island that by the time we got ashore all the stores were closed on Sunday.

So after last nights party we are pretty dry on the boat, not that we need anything but cold beer would be nice as today its very hot and not much wind. We are slowing cruising around union island to Chatham bay where we stayed a few years ago. Its an isolated bay without any thing ashore, just a nice beach.

I did manage to clear us out of the Grenadines by walking to the airport while Christine and Wayne were off visiting the closed grocery stores! *oh well*

Gonna grill up some chicken wings when we get to Chatham and also thawing out some of the Mahi for dinner this eve.