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| Nevis |
Nevis is the sister island to St. Kitts, so we don't have to check in,
just arrive.
We picked up a mooring ball
off the beach in front of "The Four Seasons" and a 2 mile long beach
of white sand under the shadow of the mist-covered volcano, then dingied into the town (the only town) of Charleston.

Again there is a dock, with no fuel or water and they don't want dinghy's
locked. Maybe because they're so much easier to steal that way. Our first stop was the local produce market to stock up on veggies. 
A pretty ferry
dock and colourful entry led quickly to disappointment.
Our first impression is that there seems to be no pride in their city, it was
dirty, unkempt and rundown.

There were many of the same old ballast stone
buildings that we saw so nicely preserved on other islands, but although they
housed many local businesses,


they just didn't bother to maintain them and even
the businesses couldn't be bothered with attractive signs and opted just to
write on a board on the outside of the building.
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| local business |
Outside the city was better, especially in the newer developments. We visited
Yachtsman's Dream for lunch, Nevis
expensive, with taxes even
higher than Canada. The bill suggests gratuities of 40% and the waiter indignantly
explained, "Well, after all it's Nevis". From our point of view, all
they have going is a nice sand beach, certainly not enough to justify the
exorbitant pricing. Clean, cute, safe,
inexpensive St. Eustatia rates higher than Nevis in our log.
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| internet at Yachtsmans Dream |
We were however, nicely entertained in the town square by the prison band, in
their orange prison T shirts. They were quite good, but perhaps they'd be better put
to use on street clean up.
We met a couple with 2 teenage girls at Sunshines
Beach bar. They seemed to be enjoying their stay and when asked what they had
found to see on the island, they replied that they were eating their way around
the island at the different restaurants. OOOKKK if that's what an interesting
vacation means to you!
However, the winds are blowing 28 knots right on our nose, so we're stuck here
for a least another day or two so we decided to give it a second chance and
bypass the town and take an island tour. Nicholas was our guide, but we forgot to ask if his
chugging, clunking, hard to start van had air conditioning. Turns out an open window is all the better to
see things from.
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| Nicholas- our guide |
The oldest hotel on the island, The Bath hotel, built in 1750's is named for
the hot springs which flow naturally from the volcanic mountain at about 108
degrees.
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| Bath Hotel |
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| hot springs |
The next stop, The Montpelier Plantation, once a sugar plantation is
now an expensive resort, with great old Ballast stone buildings, lovely gardens
and pricey restaurant.
Seems Princess
Diana once stayed there. On to Hermitage Plantation, built in 1672, also now an expensive resort, older wooden
and stone buildings and a pricey restaurant. Seems Prince Charles and Camilla
stayed there. (Presumably without Diana). 

Then it was on to The Golden Rock
Inn, also an old Ballast Stone Plantation built in 1723 and now an expensive
resort, with lovely gardens, reflection pools and of course, a pricey
restaurant. 




Nevis is pretty round, and the road simply circumnavigates the island. Between
these old plantations we saw many lovely old
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stone churches
primary school,
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| Primary school |
some
very well done , modern subsidized bungalows, built by the government of Nevis,
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Government subsidized housing
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| more subsidized |
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the airport and the ocean side site of a medical University. We circled the
Nevis Peak, but did not get close.
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| grocery store |
Our last stop was Nisbet Plantation Beach Front Restaurant, the only one on the
ocean. It is also an expensive resort, comprised of individual wooden bungalows
with a pricey new beach front Restaurant
/bar ocean-side pool and hot tub and a tumbling Atlantic -facing beach. We paused here for lunch and the cool breeze.
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| Nisbets |
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| Nisbets Beach bar |
On our way back to town, we checked out Qualie Bay, which is the northern most
recommended anchorage. There was a children's sailing regatta taking place and
it was a busy happening day.
The tour ended and now I understand the comment about eating their way around
the island. (We only ate lunch).
Back on the boat we cooked our first roast beef in the pressure cooker in under
an hour. No oven means a cool boat and it was tender and delicious.
While walking that long sand beach we came upon $5EC being slowly pulled down into a crab hole.
We made a withdrawal from the Crabby Bank of Nevis, much to the consternation of banker himself.
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| Crabby Bank |

Back at Sunshines Beach bar , spending our new wealth, Tom got suckered into buying Meg a bracelet by a cute little teenager that was the most persistent saleperson I've ever encountered.
Tomorrow we head for Montserrat.
St. Christopher,
(commonly called St. Kitts)

We can see St Kitts
from our anchorage in Eustatia. Just a three hour sail away. With Mizzen and
Jib sails up we had a beautiful sail at 7-8 knots
As we sail down her coast the most notable landmark is Brimstone Fort, perched high on a volcanic outcropping watching all those who approach.
We
arrived in Bassterre and
headed to Customs and Immigration.
Very friendly Customs people, but they have this weird way in the Caribbean of
putting the different components of Customs and Immigration in totally separate
buildings, so it's a bit of back and forth to get it all done. Couldn't find a courtesy flag, so got busy and made my own.
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| Home made courtesy flag |
There is a fairly new marina with a dinghy dock, however they have left some
very large rocks sticking up out of the water right in the dinghy channel, so
the only way to get your propellor safely past is to cut the engine, slide
along any other dinghy's and use your paddles. Why, they did not blast out
these for a clear channel is any bodies guess.
The marina literally has no facilities, not even fuel or water. To get Diesel or Gasoline, in Eustatia it must
be jerry jugged from whatever gas station you can find that might carry Diesel,
and for some reason on an island that depends on boats for travel and boats for
tourism, they almost hide their Diesel away. Without a water-maker, you're
dependent on jugs of water or conserving until you get to an island with dock
facilities.
We decided to rent a car to tour the island and in particular Brimstone
Fort.
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| Checking out our rental car |
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| Our tour guide |
This is the largest Fort in the
islands and is perfectly intact and being carefully preserved. 

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| Lower fort |
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| tourists |
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| soldier boy |
It is situated on top of a large promontory that just seems to jut up
independently out of the island and affords a 360 degree view all around. Must
have been awesome to look out to sea and
watch an enemy ship approach.
It's said there is a ghost, marching in his boots and uniform, that haunts the barracks building, but try as
we might we could not catch a glimpse of him, maybe it's just a ploy to keep
the tourists interested.
This island also has a volcano, but we opted not to do
that hike again. We'll save it for Montserrat, which has a more active volcano.
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| jungle fun |
We played in the rainforest and visited the site of an old rum mill, where we came face to face with the skinny green monkeys which were imported onto the island and now outnumber the people. They are extremely destructive and come down out of the hills, take bites out of crops and go back into the hills after this destruction.
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| monkeying around |




We also checked out the Carabelle Batik factory, saw the lengthy process it takes to
make a single piece of beautifully coloured cloth pictures, toured the
beautiful gardens and I bought 2 cushion covers and Meg bought a gorgeous
dress.
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| learning to make Batik |
A couple of cold Carib beers at the dockside bar and good internet is always on
the list. Our last jaunt of the day was down to Frigate Bay and the Shiggity
Shack for dinner and sunset at the beach.
The "Green Flash" is a seldom seen flash of green that happens just
as the last bit of the sun dips into the ocean. I've watched and watched,
trying to catch this phenomenon, but usually there is an island or a cloud in
the way.
Tonight we saw it for the first time and actually photographed it. Meg and I
jumped for glee, we finally confirmed it really does happen.

Basseterre is another rolly anchorage, so early morning we headed south to White
House Bay, a calmer, more protected anchorage.
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| beneath the volcano |
The snorkelling was great, the beach bar was mega expensive as it was
part of a new Marina
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| mega expensive beach bar |

development for the very rich and their mega yachts. We
walked over to the sales office to check it out and Gord hit it off with the
salesman, who offered us a tour the next day, trying very hard to sell us a
hillside lot with a view of Sandy Bay on the Altantic side
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| beach on the Atlantic side |
and a view of the
new marina and Ballast Bay on the Caribbean side
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| Caribbean on left to Atlantic on right |
where they have opened up the salt pond and are developing it into a fabulous marina, housing site.
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| Developing the salt pond |
Price tag $975,000.00, claiming it was a perfect spot for us to build our
million dollar home. Then he swept us off to the private clubhouse and treated
us to a lobster lunch and a low pressure, but insistent pitch about buying side
by side lots and how convenient it would be to keep our yachts in the marina,
which is an incredible hurricane hole.
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| restaurant in clubhouse |
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| pool side |
The facilities were incredible and IF I had an extra couple of million laying
around, I'd be tempted for the investment potential alone.
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| overlooking the beach from a visitor cabin |
He's waiting to hear from us on which lots we have settled on.
Me thinks it will be a very long wait! But will check our Lottery numbers when
we return.
Now its off to St Kitts sister Island of Nevis
Sailboat owners Gord and Sue aboard their 55' Whitby Ketch "Ocean Wings" share their adventures and travels as they start their retirement, living their dream of seeing the world from oceanside.
Ocean Wings is a recent purchase and our first foray into the Sailing Lifestyle. We're excited and a little scared. Join us in our adventure.