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Thirteen After much anticipation over the previous six months, Trinidad has been a very pleasant experience. Most of our time was spent at Coral Cove Marina in Chaguaramas Bay on the Northwest end of the island. This is the main yachtie area with multiple marinas, boatyards and every service imaginable. We arrived just before Christmas, so we were able to enjoy all the festivities associated with the holidays. With the holidays and upcoming Carnival, it seems there was some sort of musical event every day. Of course we had a long list of maintenance items, the most important being our boom repair. Unfortunately, the old boom was not repairable, and VIVA now sports a new Selden boom, supplied by Trinidad Rigging. We will definitely have more peace of mind traveling in these 15-25 knot tradewinds. The only other major repair items were rebuilding our two alternators, our primary source of power.
We did have a chance
to do some sightseeing, and found the locals to be delightful people.
A varied mix of Africans, Indians, Orientals, Latinos, Europeans and
a sprinkling of Middle Easterners, there seems to be no racial barriers.
With such a variety of ethnic backgrounds, you can imagine the food
was equally interesting. Our only problem was understanding the "Trini"
dialect. This was our first English-speaking country in over a year,
so it was quite a surprise to be struggling with the language again.
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And to finish out our stay this year, Steve managed to link up with the local yacht club, which sponsors buoy races every Sunday. I was invited to race on a beautiful Soverel 43, and after four Sundays, was appointed as guest helmsman and tactician. The boat was subsequently
entered in the Grenada Sailing Festival, a grueling 5-day 5-race regatta.
Our crew consisted of the Trini skipper, two other Trini locals, three
workboat sailors from the island of Carriacou, two young English couples
and assorted last-minute pickup crew off the dock. Even with our novice
crew, multiple breakdowns and gear failures, we still managed to finish
fourth in Racing Class out of twelve. Pam elected to kick back on VIVA,
which acted as the "mother ship", and ferried all the crew,
extra beer and rum back and forth from the various anchorages. I'm not
sure what was harder, the racing or complementary rum punch parties
following each day's race! All in all, a really fun experience. |
After that, we leave for the island of Carriacou, about 15 miles north. We don't know much about that island except it can't be all bad with over a hundred rum shops and only one gasoline station! As for laid back, there have been numerous sightings of pelicans resting on a buoy, with a seagull sitting on the pelican's head both appearing quite content in the afternoon sun! Sort of describes our life style. Best wishes to you all. Steve & Pam
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