From the anchorage we could look out to sea, toward Montserrat, Redonda and Nevis. Here the sun is setting; Montserrat peeks from behind the point which helps shelter us.
Most Saturdays there was all-comers racing out of the Jolly Harbour Marina. Our first weekend there we saw the racing fleet sailing out past (and through) the anchorage. Talk about seeing racing up close - there were times we were in the middle of it!
The brown pelicans often perched on the channel marker not too far from us, to groom themselves and rest. Sometimes the wind was strong enough to unbalance them as they perched there...
Every now and then we caught a glimpse of how the other half lives - this mega-yacht paid a visit to the facilities in Jolly Harbour, feeling its way slowly in along the channel. Wonder if the helicopter meant that the owner was on board?
Looking toward the island from where we were anchored, Jolly Harbour in the foreground and the hills fading back into the distance.
From the anchorage we could look out to sea, toward Montserrat, Redonda and Nevis. Here the sun is setting; Montserrat peeks from behind the point which helps shelter us.
Most Saturdays there was all-comers racing out of the Jolly Harbour Marina. Our first weekend there we saw the racing fleet sailing out past (and through) the anchorage. Talk about seeing racing up close - there were times we were in the middle of it!
The brown pelicans often perched on the channel marker not too far from us, to groom themselves and rest. Sometimes the wind was strong enough to unbalance them as they perched there...
Every now and then we caught a glimpse of how the other half lives - this mega-yacht paid a visit to the facilities in Jolly Harbour, feeling its way slowly in along the channel. Wonder if the helicopter meant that the owner was on board?
Looking toward the island from where we were anchored, Jolly Harbour in the foreground and the hills fading back into the distance.
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