The day dawned windy and overcast and that's
pretty much what was dished up until later in the afternoon.
Undaunted we decided to head out to the cays with a forecast of 15
knots and knowing that we'd been told if the winds were over 20 not
to bother going. Well it turns out they were right – but not the
forecast. We had a fabulous sail over and back but with winds in the
20-25 knot range and the waves crashing through the protective reef
we decided not to risk a dinghy ride round to the beach. We took an
exploratory ride around the anchorage and were soon soaked through so
that was about all we saw of Prickly Pear.
On the sail back to Road
Bay, we peeked in at Sandy Cay since from the distance it like
everyone's favourite Caribbean screen saver; you know the one, with a
little sandy island and a lone one or two palm trees, surrounded by
turquoise and azure waters. Unfortunately, while that is pretty much
what Sandy Cay is, it has also had the addition of a beach shack
serving as a bar and purveyor of loud music. The local service to
run tourists from the resorts out to the cay involves high-speed
motor launches who can navigate inside the reef and anchor stern-to
on the beach, rather like the Puerto Ricans in the Spanish Islands.
Needless to say, with the swell running and facing a soaking ride in
the dinghy to arrive at something we weren't all that keen on, we
took a miss and headed back to our anchorage in Road Bay. Lunch in a
beach bar with a beautiful view of the anchorage was much preferred.
We came to the conclusion that Ted and Louise's
decision to rent a car to see the island was definitely the way to go
so we walked back up the hill to The Valley and not only found the
same car rental agency but ended up renting the same car that they
had given us a ride in yesterday. At a rate of $35 for 24 hours this
is a much better deal than the cruising permit even if you can't get
out to the cays. With the car we'll be able to see Shoal Bay which
is a difficult navigation anyway.
For the remainder of the afternoon and now that we
had wheels, we explored the west end of the island. Anguilla has a
very gentle charm, neat and tended homes and guest houses with the
occasional 'work in progress' that could be just started or have been
sitting there unfinanced for five years. The first big difference we
noticed from many of the other islands is the speed of driving since
there are no major elevation changes, very few blind hills and no
hairpin turns to climb to the top of the mountain. The next and most
profound difference is a direct result of Anguilla's search for
financial stability. As a result we don't begrudge them at all, but
it means that Anguilla is not really a cruiser's destination other
than Road Bay. We already discovered the commerciallity of the
'Cruising Permit' and with driving down to various beautiful beaches
we found that most of them are ringed by very private and most likely
very expensive guest villas and resorts. Other than Cove Bay, we had
the definite impression that we (the riff-raff) were intruding on the
space of the elite.
Back to Mowzer we went, and then over to Golden
Dawn to share a sun-downer (or two) with Ted and Louise. We shared
back and forth our tales and experiences on our boats and it was
particularly interesting to hear of their time in the Med and also
when they drove their camper van and golfed across Canada (one of our
other dreams/plans). Thanks for the hospitality and hopefully we'll
see more of you out here!
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