End of the Line
Having enjoyed our time in Grenada, Oliver and I cleared out of Customs on Saturday PM. Since the sail to Trinidad was 12 to 14 hours we decided to depart at 2:00 the next morning so that the arrival at the tricky entrance could be done during daylight hours. The Customs officer in Grenada told us about 2 recent priracy attempts off Venezuela (which borders on Trinidad.) We got slightly nervous when boats would pass closely by. They always waved and smiled. I guess pirates take Sundays off for church. The sail across (80 miles) went smoothly since the big squalls passed behind and in front of us all day long.
Trinidad is somewhat different than the Caribbean. The people are friendly but down to business. Customs wants to know your whereabouts at all times. The craftsmen here are very talented and reasonably priced. That is why there are over 500 boats here getting work done and waiting out hurricane season. Good news for me? Not hardly! All the boatyards are overflowing and and the workers overbooked. Unless a boat is hauled out, someone has to live on it full time. So I am knocking on all doors to find a solution before I fly home in a few days.
The most recent 3 photos are: The oil riggs offshore that are plentiful, the coastline off Venezuela and the unique shoreline of Trinidad. Miss you all, Steve