|The morning parade of Anegada-bound boats|
|SOG = speed over ground. We zipped along and the trip was almost over before we were ready.|
The beach at the western end of the island goes on and on and rivals some of the best we've seen. The special part is that there is no development (other than a couple of beach houses and a little restaurant) and even if you meet other people you quickly have the beach to yourselves if you walk just a little bit further. We walked all the way to the end, about 3 miles and then turned with the setting sun behind us and a cooling breeze on our faces and made our way home to Mowzer.
|These little shore-birds accompanied us along the beach.|
|Hard to describe perfection.|
|These donkeys were munching up sea-weed for a dinnertime snack.|