Friend Robin had the luxurious use of a car the other night so we joined him on a little escapade that saw us lapping up the delicious offerings of Caribe Sushi. We had enjoyed Yolo back when we were at Port Louis Marina and this place offered up an even more astonishing array of fresh flavours on our shared platter. Princess Snapper and Tuna were all swimming just hours before they reached our table and the taste and presentation were wonderful.
|Spicy tuna and shrimp rolls on the right, tuna and snapper sashimi on the left. nigiri top and bottom.|
|Beautiful, and delicious!|
|Henry & John celebrating John's leap.|
|The water was cool and refreshing but to be honest with the rain coming down as well we quickly developed goosebumps and had to retreat.|
|Naquan (our guide) was rather taken with Henry's goofiness I think. That's the waterfall that Naquan and John had just jumped from.|
|With the rain still coming down, Brita, Jason, Fiona, Henry and Dave are ready to head back.|
|The awaiting pot of steamy hot and fragrant oil down.|
|The local pothound awaiting hopefully.|
|And of course oil down wouldn't be complete without a few beer shared among friends - Henry & Brita.|
|There were about 10 says with pigs of various sizes along with one big boar - who was rather camera shy.|
|My first taste of Wax Apple - which tasted amazing like a regular apple. You can see just how wet it was in the rainforest by my wrinkly prune fingers.|
|Only seven of us on this hike led to a comfortably empty bus. Quite often they cram 14-16 adults into these buses.|
|Huge boulders, probably spewed from an ancient volcano.|
|Around every corner there is a little bar - some are not much more than shacks, this was one of the fancier ones.|
|Still raining we careen corners - this is one of the main roads!|
|We made it all the way down the hill only to find that the police had closed the road. In true island fashion, no one had bothered to put a sign at the top of the hill where there was a turn onto another road.|
|More lush valley views as we climbed back over the hill.|
|Banana and plantain plantations stagger down the hillside.|
|Unloading a truckload of goodies at Secret Harbour.|
|Mowzer settled on the dock in the morning sun.|
After two months in the nutrient-rich waters of Mt. Hartman Bay, Henry scrubbed our chain clean before raising it up on deck and as soon as we were at the dock we dragged it all out on the dock for a fresh-water cleaning. It's amazing how a chain can make the boat smell like something really nasty died up in the anchor locker and with all the limpet and other growth on the chain it took a lot of elbow grease to get it clean.
|With all our chain on the dock, you can see that we really only use about half of it.|
Let the games (boat work) begin - but not before we participate in the Grenada Hash House Harrier's 900th hash this afternoon. This is a really big deal and we anticipate a big turnout despite the blustery rainy day. More pics to follow.