Carriacou
Friday 16th June
We arrive in Tyrell’s bay in time for lunch. It looks beautiful, surrounded by steep lush hills all around us. Across from us the boatyard looks very picturesque full of trees in flowers. It is not very big but well formed, the boat lift is new. We go to shore to check in, must say the customs officials there are probably the least friendly so far. We are probably infringing to the Friday afternoon drink up. Sure enough, we have not passed the door of the office that the three of them are heading to the bar next door. The lady at the marina office makes up for this, she is just lovely and full of useful information about the island. We are planning to spend 4/5 days here and see as much of the island as possible. On the way up the hill we meet with Peter and Liz, from Rhapsode, a Nicholson 38. We got into easy chitchat by the side of the road and we are invited back to theirs for afternoon tea…typical British!
We have time to go explore for a few hours before we do the social thing. There is a road following the crest of the hill on the west of the bay. The cement road reveals some nice views of the bay from high up. The road soon gives way to a dirt track. Sea on the left, pastures and wood on the right. We soon reach the shore, white sand but wild with dry seaweeds and beautifully weathered dead trees. The usual plastic detritus but not so much. The end of the track leads to an old home, painted green. It’s got lovely views on the left and the right, a little secluded bay nestled between sheer outcrops of rock. Blue, blue sea. We have company, a horse decides to join us for the rest of our walk, and he is not alone, a white goat with a red collar and a tiny bell is following him closely. And off they both trot, sometimes in front, sometimes behind us. And all you can hear is the clip clop of the horse and the chime of the bell.
Back in time for tea at Rhapsode. Peter and Liz (she is Argentine, sounds so exotic!) are absolutely charming and full of useful tips and stories. Ian is thrilled to have another like minded person to chat to. The conversation soon veers to the weather, they are British after all, apparently a storm is developing out in the Atlantic and the models are predicting that St Vincent and the Grenadines will be in its path, with possibility that the centre could pass Carriacou. So there it’s start. I guess we will not spend that much time here in the end. Rhapsode is booked in St Louis marina in Grenada from Sunday.