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     Charlotteville, 
    TOBAGO   
    
     
    
    
    
    
    
     
    
     
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
      
    Breakfast 
    ashore    
    
    
    
    
    
      
    Lyda's softshell 
    crabs, with Jody & Bruce (s/v CaVa) 
    
    
    
    
    
      
    Tobago's national bird, cocrico - it's legal to kill and 
    tasty to eat! 
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
      
    Helping fishermen 
    pull nets; our anchorage in 
    background 
    
    
    
      
    A young French 
    cruiser 
    
    
    
    
      
    Our fresh caught 
    lobster dinner 
    
    
    
      
    Secluded Pirates' 
    Beach 
    
    
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    TOBAGO, AUGUST 19 - SEPTEMBER 14, 
    2004:  We make a 22-hour 
    overnight passage from the 
    Grenadines southeast to 
    Tobago in favorable easterly winds 
    but against 1.5 - 2.5 knot current 
    the whole way, creating a bumpy and 
    wet ride for us.  After slowing 
    down during the night, we arrive 
    just at sun up. 
    
    We arrive in Tobago (not related to 
    Tobago Cays), our first time 
    here.  Tobago,  which has 
    exchanged hands more than any other 
    Caribbean island (about 30 times) 
    was shuffled off to Trinidad as part 
    of a political deal.  They are 
    now an independent 2-island country.  
    Other than that, there is very 
    little similarity between these two 
    English-speaking islands, either geologically or 
    ethnically.  We were told Tobago 
    and Trinidad are friendly to a 
    point, although Tobago feels like 
    they do not get their fair share of 
    the oil production revenues. 
     
    Tobago is a small (116 sq. 
    miles) mountainous island with a 
    population of 47,000 people.  
    Although a lovely get-away 
    destination, tourism is still light 
    and it is not a big hangout for 
    cruisers only because it is usually 
    a struggle to get here against the 
    wind and strong currents, and 
    untenable in winter months.  
    Things, and people, are unspoiled 
    here for the most part as they still 
    think of themselves as a colony:  crime 
    is practically non-existent, locals 
    greet you ("yeh mon") on the street as if they 
    know you, nobody wants or expects 
    anything (i.e., $) from you, and 
    there are birds (like parrots) 
    galore all over the place. 
     
    At sunrise we arrive in the 
    large (2 mile x 1 mile) bay at 
    Charlotteville, TOBAGO, 
    on the northwest coast, and anchor 
    in deep 50 ft. of water.  It's 
    always fun pulling into an anchorage 
    and recognizing boats - here, there 
    are 
    two boats, CaVa and Pastime, we know from St. Maarten, 
    and a couple other boats we know 
    come a few days later.  The bay 
    is surrounded by steep, thickly 
    forested mountains with hanging rain 
    clouds and deep waters, good 
    snorkeling and several secluded 
    beaches nestled in between rock 
    outcroppings.  
     
    The woods are 
    filled with boisterous  birds, 
    including lots of parrots, seen 
    regularly flying around.  
    Tobago boasts 210 species of nesting 
    birds, way more than any other small 
    island, and is one of the best 
    places for bird watching 
    aficionados.  Once we awoke at 
    3:00 a.m. to a lively 20-minute 
    conversation among the hillside 
    inhabitants.  Although Tobago's 
    national bird, the raucous cocrico (rufous-vented 
    chachalaca), a rather large brown 
    nondescript bird, is protected by 
    law, it's habit of eating 
    agricultural crops makes it legal to 
    shoot it if it's in your yard - it's 
    suppose to be mighty tasty, too.  
    Parrots also have a similar 
    reputation for destroying crops 
    (wasteful creatures - they take one 
    bite of a fruit and move on to the 
    next), and 
    thus it is legal to kill or export 
    parrots, although legal hassles make 
    the latter not a profitable option.  
     
    Tobago is a 
    primary nesting area for the 
    endangered leatherback turtles 
    obtaining a length of 8 ft., and the 
    loggerhead, oxbill and green 
    turtles.  We missed seeing them 
    as nesting season is March - August.
     
    As in most Caribbean 
    islands, goats, sheep and cows 
    wander around seemingly impervious 
    to vehicular traffic.  If you 
    hit an animal, it's your fault for 
    hitting it but the owner's fault for 
    letting it roam near the road.  
    Typically, the animal's owner pays for your 
    car repairs and you pay for the 
    livestock loss.  In Tobago an 
    added caveat is if you hit, for 
    example, a cow, you should 
    physically take hold of the other 
    cows until the police come.  If 
    the owner does not pay for your car 
    repairs, then you get possession of 
    ALL the cows you hold.  Of 
    course the owner will want the 
    others back, so this pretty much 
    guaranties your car will be repaired 
    at owner's expense.  We hear 
    this law is enforced, and also helps 
    to keep animals away from roadways. 
     
    
    
    We found the people of Tobago 
    exceptionally friendly.  But 
    even more unforgettable is how very 
    helpful (read 'not lazy') and pleasant every person is 
    here - probably more so than any 
    other island we have visited.  
    Trying to get a boat part shipped 
    in, a customs official spent half an 
    hour on a Sunday afternoon making 
    phone calls for us; another official a few 
    days later did the same thing.   
    We spend a very relaxing 2 weeks 
    in Charlotteville, eating the best 
    rotis in the Caribbean (at Lyda's), 
    hiking, snorkeling, beach BBQ, 
    reading and enjoying the serene 
    environment.  (A "roti" looks 
    like a burrito filled with meat and 
    curried vegetables such at potatoes, 
    chick/garbonzo/channa peas, and 
    candied mango; a "buss 'n shut" is 
    served with the "skins" on the side 
    so you build your own.)  A 6-ft 
    manta ray lives in the bay and 
    occasionally skims by boats.  
    Dinghying back from snorkeling, 
    several dozen dolphins were 
    frolicking in the bay.  Jumping 
    in the water trying to get a closer 
    look, a friend saw 2 of them descend 
    past him together in a tight 
    vertical position, apparently doing 
    a mating ritual.  It would be very 
    easy to stay here indefinitely.  
    The village is a main street along 
    the water's edge, with the basics 
    available except an ATM machine.  
    A 90-minute, US$1.50 scenic bus trip 
    through the mountains and along the 
    east coast into Scarborough gives us 
    access to big city amenities. 
     
    While here, we found out 
    that we 
    recently qualified as Commodores in 
    Seven Seas Cruising Association (SSCA), 
    having lived aboard for at least a 
    year and having made a passage of 
    1,500 miles. 
    
    
    
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     Buccoo Bay, 
    TOBAGO 
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
      
    
    Donston Johnson 
    from Buccoo Point, a big help during 
    Ivan 
    
    
    
       
      
    
       
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
     
      
    
    
    
    
    
      
    
    
    Old storm diagram, 
    but point can still be made:  
    Move ARGO to SOUTH side of storm - 
    the cleaner side - and that's where 
    we were during Ivan.  [Editable 
    file deleted, thus stuck with this 
    one.] 
    
    
    
    
     
      
      
      
      
    
    
    
      
    Steve - resting 
    (temporarily)  under 
    mosquito-netted lumpy bed after Ivan 
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     Even though we are 
    south of the "hurricane belt", which 
    passes through Grenada (north of 
    Tobago), we stay alert to weather 
    forecasts.  The last 
    hurricane to hit Tobago was 41 years 
    ago in 1963.  Hurricane 
    IVAN holds the record for 
    forming as a tropical storm, and 
    turning into a hurricane, further 
    south than any other.  Tropical 
    storms/hurricanes then turn to a 
    northwest course avoiding this area.  
    Ivan, however, was not turning 
    northwest as expected.  (In 
    fact, the National Hurricane Center's predictions were off 
    every step of the way on Ivan.) 
     
    Tobago's 
    anchorages are not protected, and 
    the idea of being anchored in deep 
    50 ft. water in Charlotteville did 
    not appeal to us.  Remember 
    from Charlie and Earl, we want to 
    put out as much "scope", or ratio of 
    anchor chain to depth, as possible.  
    On Monday morning, the day before 
    Ivan, ARGO and 4 other boats decided 
    to move southwest to Tobago's 
    southern end to put more distance 
    between us and Ivan's intended 
    track.  The best anchorage is 
    Bon Accord Lagoon, but a couple of 
    the other boats, which draw at least 
    a foot less than we do, hit the 
    bottom and coral as they entered the 
    Lagoon.  We decided this was 
    not a time to attempt the Lagoon's 
    entrance with Ivan bearing down 
    within 24 hours.  We went 
    instead into Buccoo Bay, 
    although not well protected, is 
    somewhat hidden behind a reef, and 
    set 2 anchors.  As we went to 
    bed that night, Ivan had turned to 
    the north.   
    We get up at 5:00 
    a.m. to find that Ivan's turn to the 
    north was only a temporary jaunt, 
    and that it is still on a due west 
    coarse.  Although on this 
    course it would pass north of us 
    (putting us on the "cleaner" side) 
    we were still predicted to 
    experience hurricane force winds 
    (more than 75 mph near center) as 
    the eye passed within 48 miles of 
    ARGO.  We set a 3rd anchor, 
    took off some canvas, left the sails 
    alone (time did not permit removing 
    them), and packed up the important 
    stuff like passport, boat papers, 
    insurance cards, money, credit 
    cards, computer et al, VHF radio, 
    flashlights, binoculars, camera, rain 
    jacket, clothes, shoes, clean 
    underwear, etc..  Next time I 
    would include the first aid kit and 
    the GPIRB.  Not having been to 
    shore here, we dinghyed to a dinghy 
    dock and unloaded our bags feeling 
    like a vagabond, not sure where we 
    were going.   
    Turns out we 
    landed at little guest cottages, and 
    we took a room to store our stuff in 
    and stay overnight.  The local 
    guys helped carry our heavy dinghy 
    and outboard up on land and tie to 
    trees; carried gas can, anchor etc. 
    to our room.  The "bar" was 
    opened up and Steve "repaid" the 
    helpers with beer.  You'd be 
    amazed how far a beer will go in 
    these places.  Anyway, a very 
    small price to pay for such big 
    help.  After exchanging "yeh 
    mon" with everyone, we hung out with 
    them watching the wind pick up, 
    trees bend backwards and the 
    corrugated tin roofs start to fly 
    off like boomerangs.  As we 
    watched ARGO through the binoculars 
    buck violently like a bronco (is 
    that where Buccoo Bay gets it's 
    name?), we were prepared to lose her 
    - her bow and jib roller furling 
    were going all the way under water.  
    As Ivan passed, the wind would shift 
    and ARGO would swing around on her 
    anchors.  It is always a 
    concern whether one anchor can trip 
    up another anchor . . . and set the 
    boat free.   
    The inn keeper had 
    the internet and TV up, so we could 
    see Ivan was still tracking towards 
    us, then the island lost power late 
    morning as Ivan was just 
    approaching the north coast of 
    Tobago.  By early afternoon, we 
    had sought out alternate shelter 
    under the main building in a corner.  
    We were prepared to run for the 
    shower stall around the corner if 
    glass began to break.  As it 
    turned out, even though Ivan was 
    less than 50 miles from us, we 
    probably saw only 50 - 55 knot winds 
    (56 - 63 mph).  See storm 
    diagram at left.  By mid 
    afternoon, we saw the wind shift and 
    knew Ivan had passed us, the worst 
    was over.  We know how lucky we 
    were.  Many of the locals, 
    however, are too young to know the 
    power of a hurricane and so they 
    thought it was just an interesting 
    phenomenon and good excuse not to 
    work.   
    This was the 
    very first night we have spent off 
    ARGO since leaving Houston one and a 
    half years ago:  our "romantic 
    get-away" consisted of no 
    electricity, no water, a lumpy 
    mattress and rain blowing in under 
    the door!  However, they did 
    cook a very nice dinner (rack of 
    lamb) for us and another couple, 
    served by candle light!  We 
    returned to ARGO the next day and 
    found that all 3 anchors held and 
    she was dry inside.  Great 
    relief.  
     
      
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    GRENADA 
    
    
      
    Domino affect; 
    most jack stands were not tied 
    together 
      
      
    
    
    
      
    
      
    
      
    
      
    
    
    
      
    St. Georges 
    Lagoon: boats piled up onshore or sunk, lush 
    green hills now bare 
      
      
    
      
      
      
    
    
                    
    
    
      
    
    Friend's boat holed during Ivan in Grenada, 
    arrived in Trinidad via barge  | 
    
    
      
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    Hurricane Ivan 
    Devastates Grenada 
    
    
    
      
    Via our 
    single-side band radio, and our 
    onboard email, we hear of Ivan's 
    direct hit on the south coast of 
    Grenada and the widespread damage 
    and destruction of 90% of the island.  
    Ivan was a Category 4 system with 
    sustained winds of 120 mph (104 
    knots) when it hit - the last direct 
    hit by a hurricane here was in 1955, 
    and not another for a half-century 
    before that.  Unfortunately, many of our friends 
    were in Grenada (considered "hurricane safe" 
    by insurance companies and cruisers) and either 
    lost or have severely damaged boats.  
    Only a handful survived without 
    any damage. 
     
    There were 
    approximately 700 boats 
    in Grenada before Ivan, about half 
    of these were hauled out in one of 
    the two boat yards and the other 
    half afloat in marinas or 
    anchored/moored in harbors.  
    Out of the 197 boats at Spice Island 
    boatyard all but a very few fell 
    over, and only 3  were able to 
    float afterwards, we hear from a 
    friend who owns one of those 3 
    boats.  Among all the boats afloat 
    in Grenada before Ivan, approximately one third 
    ended up sunk or aground.
     
    Several catamarans 
    and trimarans we seen literally 
    flying through the air great 
    distances, clipping masts that stood 
    in their way in half - one catamaran 
    took out 3 boats' masts in its airborne 
    travel.  (A pretty compelling 
    argument why not to stay on your 
    boat.)  One friend saw a 
    neighboring boat break loose, wash 
    out to sea with the outgoing 
    current, only to see it return later 
    with the incoming current, 
    miraculously missing his boat, reefs 
    and other boats on its round trip 
    journey.   
     
    Grenada's 
    infrastructure was almost completely 
    destroyed:  It lost all 
    electricity and communications 
    services, water supply became 
    contaminated, no gasoline or diesel 
    available, and police, emergency 
    services and medical facilities were 
    damaged beyond effectiveness.  
    Grenada instantly turned into a 
    lawless island, with rampant looting 
    ashore as well as of unattended 
    boats, relief supply barges from 
    other islands being hijacked by 
    armed pirates, and the US and 
    British governments telling everyone 
    to leave asap as they could not 
    provide security or protection.  
    The prison was heavily damaged so 
    all the really bad guys were walking 
    the streets, too, including several 
    of the men (serving life sentences) 
    responsible for massacring the prime 
    minister and his cabinet before a 
    firing squad back in the early 
    1980's.  Gun shots were a 
    common sound, and scary, as Lower 
    Woburn (near Hog Island / Clarkes' Court 
    area) is home 
    of a mafia group.
     
    The day after 
    Ivan, the Grenada Rescue Effort was 
    formed and able-bodied cruisers in 
    Grenada started assembling lists of  
    boats and crew, and their status 
    (afloat, aground, holed, sunk, 
    toppled over on land, etc.), 
    throughout the 10 or so harbors, 
    marinas and 
    boat yards.  A concise, 
    alphabetical listing of 800 boats in the Grenada 
    area 
    with their status is [was] available on the internet.  
    Reports are that at least one 
    cruiser lost his life when his boat 
    broke loose and was taken out to 
    sea, his body washing to shore 
    later.  (About 40 Grenadians 
    lost their lives.)     
     
    Simultaneously, 
    cruisers in Trinidad quickly formed 
    the Grenada Relief Effort, 
    collecting such things as diesel, 
    gasoline, food, water pumps, tarps, 
    items to patch holes in hulls, etc.  
    Cruisers sailed to Grenada loaded 
    down with supplies.  Another 
    cruiser, s/v Zingano, took his catamaran with a high capacity water 
    maker, anchored offshore Grenada and made 
    water 24-hours a day for cruisers 
    for a few weeks.  Other boats 
    laden with full diesel tanks and gerry cans went boat to boat giving 
    fuel as needed to run engines and 
    generators to keep batteries charged.   
    We understand from 
    stateside family and friends that 
    Ivan's destruction of Grenada was 
    barely 
    covered in the States.  To help put it in 
    perspective, we have compiled emails 
    and log 
    from several friends who were in 
    Grenada during Ivan.  We recommend reading their 
    chilling accounts, both during and 
    after Ivan, from emails and personal 
    log 
    - 
    Hurricane Ivan Journal Excerpts. 
      
        
        
        
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    GRENADA 
    
    
      
    Spice Island boat 
    yard 
      
    
    
      
    
    
      
    
      
      
    
    
      
    "Flying machine" 
    (catamaran) upside down; note 
    grounded & sunken boats in 
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    Unloading emergency 
    supplies off a Trinidad Relief boat  | 
   
  
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     Store Bay, 
    TOBAGO 
    
    
    
      
      Local 
    shoemaker making hat chinstrap for 
    Deborah 
    
    
    
      
      Hurricane 
    Ivan casualty left untouched by 
    locals in virtually crime-free 
    Tobago 
    
    
    
    
     
    
      
      Roachees, 
    our award-winning tour and bird 
    watching guide 
    
    
    
    
      
    "Can't you see the 
    bird, it's right there?" 
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
      
     
    Colorful blue crown motmot with it's 
    distinctive segmented tail  | 
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
     Tobago, 
    continued - 
    It was unfortunate 
    we were not able to enjoy Buccoo Bay 
    more.  It is known for their 
    annual Goat and Crab races at 
    Easter.  Sunday School was 
    invented here - its for the 
    "parents" and entails a big street 
    party every Sunday night with lots 
    of food and music and drinking.  
    Sadly enough, we were not able to 
    attend Sunday School.  We made 
    good friends in short time, and have 
    sent coveted Houston Texans t-shirts 
    to those who really helped us out 
    here in 
    a time of crisis. 
    The day after Ivan 
    we moved a little further south to
    Store Bay and anchored in 
    front of a nice beach and resort 
    area, with easy access to laundry, 
    internet, stores and more.  
    Captain Phil (he's known for his own 
    commercial brand of West Indies hot 
    sauce down here called "Capt. Phil's 
    Wreck-tum Fire" - say it out loud) 
    organized a beach cookout with fresh 
    caught kingfish.  From here we 
    took a day tour of Tobago, seeing 
    sights so far missed.  With our 
    knowledgeable personal guide, we 
    hiked through the rain forest for a 
    bird watching outing, seeing many, 
    many different species of birds.  
    Not being big bird watching 
    enthusiasts, we very much enjoyed 
    the concise but fruitful experience.  
    We also hiked to a waterfall, and 
    along the way passed a large grove 
    of trees and bamboo filled with 
    squawking parrots.  By the way, bamboo is 
    the world's largest grass growing 6 inches a 
    day during season. Unbelievably huge, tall stands of 
    bamboo attractively cover the 
    northern part of Tobago.  
    Some are now bent in half from 
    Ivan's force. 
    We learned some 
    interesting things about Tobago, 
    most of which probably apply to 
    Trinidad also.  Each and every 
    town or village has its own Medical 
    Center providing free medical care.  
    In fact, foreign visitors are also 
    entitled to use these free services.  
    Welfare is available to those 
    citizens needing it, however, each 
    and every person receiving welfare 
    has to "earn" it.  They perform 
    supervised services such as cleaning up beach 
    areas and roads (within a couple of 
    days of Ivan, crews had 
    picked up debris and fallen palm fronds, 
    branches, trees, etc), etc.  
    When there is nothing else to do, 
    they build small parks along 
    roadways or on scenic hillsides, 
    including benches and landscaping.  
    Consequently, there are a lot of 
    these parks all around, adding to 
    the appeal of this small island. 
     
    Many religions are 
    practiced here (human 
    sacrifices not allowed, our guide 
    told us), but 
    we have noted a lot of Seventh Day 
    Adventists - they do not work on 
    Saturdays.  We also were told 
    that Tobago is a popular place for 
    Europeans, especially Germans and 
    Dutch, to have homes.  Harrison 
    Ford also has a house here. 
    Store Bay does not 
    have any dinghy docks, so this is 
    one of those places where we have to 
    beach the dinghy.  
    Unfortunately, there is quite a big 
    surf here.  Unequivocally, we 
    had our worst dinghy landing and, 
    subsequently, worst dinghy launch ever 
    (could call it "crash 'n burn" or 
    "surf 'n turf" or "surf 'n 
    submerge").  Going in, a big 
    wave caught us and pushed the dinghy 
    sideways as Steve is attempting to 
    pull us up onto the beach - this 
    resulted in him getting run over by 
    the dinghy (outboard is off, of 
    course, at this point).  In 
    town he kept getting funny looks as 
    we couldn't get all the sand out of 
    his eye lashes and eye brows.  
    Leaving the beach later with 2 other 
    dinghies, we were first out, Deborah 
    and another gal pushing the dinghy 
    out - just as a big wave caught the 
    dinghy and dunked both of them 
    completely.  It was 
    picture worthy as they surfaced 
    looking like drowned rats with straw 
    hat and sunglasses hanging limp.  
    Oh well, already wet, they assisted 
    the other 2 dinghies by swimming 
    them out beyond the breaking waves.  
    We learned here that timing IS 
    everything! 
    
    
    
    We had planned on 
    spending more time in Tobago, and 
    anchoring in several other 
    anchorages, but unfortunately Ivan 
    changed that.  We encourage 
    anyone considering visiting Tobago 
    to do it, as it is a unique place in 
    many ways. 
    We leave Store Bay at 4:00 a.m., and 
    finally with wind and current going 
    with us, we make a pleasant 
    overnight passage southwest to neighboring 
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        NORTH COAST: 
        rugged beauty | 
        
        SCOTLAND 
        BAY: secluded | 
        
        
        CHAGUARAMAS:  only partially 
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    TRINIDAD, 
    SEPTEMBER 14 - DECEMBER 11, 
    2004:  
    Trinidad is a high island and we are 
    able to see it from Tobago on a 
    clear day.  We run along the 
    entire length of Trinidad's north 
    coast, with it's sheer cliffs and 
    thick forests, and go around it's 
    northwest point into Scotland Bay 
    for our first night.  Normally, 
    we would be required to go into a 
    port of entry to clear into customs 
    and immigration immediately 
    (Trinidad & Tobago are very strict 
    about this), but due to all the 
    damaged boats coming from Grenada, they have 
    been very lenient in their 
    enforcement of timely clearance.  
    Scotland Bay offers a secluded 
    anchorage with parrots and howler 
    monkeys "disturbing" the peace and 
    quiet.  Unfortunately, the 
    pretty scenery is marred by the 
    sight of floating trash - lots of 
    plastic, styrofoam - that comes and 
    goes with the tides, and litters the 
    beach.  We had heard this from 
    others before hand, but was still 
    sickened by this sight.  As it 
    turns out, trash is prevalent all 
    along Trinidad's coasts.  
    A short hop the 
    next day puts 
    us in Chaguaramas, a dominant 
    yachting service center in the E. 
    Caribbean.  Being below the 
    "hurricane belt", many cruisers 
    store their boats here during 
    hurricane season, 
    and/or do major boat repairs and 
    maintenance here - services and labor prices are 
    substantially less than in the US.  
    Consequently, this is a natural 
    place for the boats damaged by Ivan 
    in Grenada to come - an overnight 
    passage south.  Most marinas, 
    haul out facilities, boatyards, 
    chandleries and marine services are 
    located around a bay, all within 
    easy walking/dinghying distance.  
    This is a great place to have a bike 
    and we borrowed s/v Remedy's bikes 
    as needed.  Other services 
    including laundry, internet, 
    banking,  post 
    office, communication, restaurant, 
    bar and public transportation are 
    readily available at reasonable 
    prices.  Port of 
    Spain, Trinidad's main city, is only 
    15 miles from Chaguaramas, providing 
    typical big city amenities.  
    
    It is easy to get from 
    Chaguaramas 
    to Port of Spain via the maxi-taxies 
    that run frequently and cost very 
    little, and so we have made numerous 
    trips in to the city for shopping, 
    errands, sightseeing, and 
    dentist/doctor appointments.  
    Trinidad boasts its world-renowned 
    Carnival - many cruisers will stay 
    here until afterwards, but we will 
    need to be further west by February 
    2005.  It's easy to see how 
    cruisers can get stuck here for many 
    months - just another Hotel 
    California! 
    We arrived 
    in Chaguaramas and hauled the boat 
    at Coral Cove Marina the 
    next day to do boat 
    maintenance and 
    repairs.  We lived on the boat 
    while "on the hard" for 2 months:  
    We did rent an air conditioning unit 
    (our boat's A/C unit is water 
    cooled so can't run on the hard) as it is HOT and VERY HUMID 
    here.  It is the rainy season 
    now so an afternoon shower is 
    typical.  We did have a good 
    location next to the forest, so 
    parrots were a common sight (and 
    sound) in the early morning and 
    evening hours.  Other than 
    climbing up and down the ladder, and 
    certain bathhouse needs, it wasn't 
    bad.  
    Trinidad is known 
    for its huge fabric industry, with a 
    section of downtown devoted strictly 
    to fabric and upholstery stores.  
    Prices are very, very cheap and many 
    cruisers take advantage of that to 
    redo their boat's upholstery and 
    canvas.  At one of the marinas, 
    "swimsuit Debbie" and "Bernice-the-dress'n'shirt-maker" 
    come weekly and custom make clothes, 
    all you do is provide fabric, and a 
    sample to follow if desired.  
    Deborah had several swimsuits, wraps 
    and sundresses made, 
    typical cost of swimsuit: spandex fabric US$4 
    + labor US$20.   Not bad 
    for a beautifully made custom 
    swimsuit.  We also had some other things 
    made, too, including some shirts for 
    Steve. 
    Yachties in 
    Chaguaramas are very lucky to have 
    Jesse James ("Members Only Maxi-Taxi 
    service, it's a name only"), 
    
     whose 
    reputation extends beyond the E. 
    Caribbean.  He caters to the 
    cruising community like no other: 
    regularly scheduled shopping trips 
    (some free) to various stores, malls 
    and the open produce market (Sat. 
    6:30 am departure), tours (or come up with your 
    own and he'll make it happen), 
    drivers for personal use, 
    airport drop-offs/pickups, 
    reservation/ ticketing/ 
    transportation for events, etc., 
    etc.  Anything you want he can 
    do for you, and at very 
    reasonable prices.   He has been 
    very instrumental in the Grenada 
    Relief Effort coordinating supply 
    shipments and gathering 
    contributions from his church 
    community.  Jesse's wife, 
    Sharon Rose, runs the office and they are always accessible in 
    person, by VHF or by phone.  We 
    all seriously wonder when Jesse 
    sleeps, as he is very much a 
    hands-on guy, which ensures that 
    everything goes smoothly - and it 
    always does.  (Jesse caught 
    a short snooze while we bird watched 
    at Asa Wright.)  He is truly 
    an amazing person, and one of the 
    nicest and sincerest people you'll 
    ever meet.  Thank you, Jesse, 
    for making our experience in 
    Trinidad safe, easy and most 
    enjoyable! 
    
    It is fun here as 
    there are so many cruisers that we 
    already knew, and have met so many new ones.  
    Trinidad is a typical point for a 
    cruiser to start and end their 
    circumnavigation.  Consequently 
    we have met many cruisers who are 
    wrapping up their around-the-world 
    trip here.  They are always 
    interesting, full of knowledge and 
    experience and a great motivator to 
    keep on moving!  A cruising 
    couple put on a couple of day 
    seminars on cruising in the South 
    Pacific, attended by 80 people, a 
    clear indicator of those intending 
    to go through the Panama Canal - 
    some slated for spring 2005 and 
    others for spring 2006.  As the 
    weather window for going into the 
    South Pacific is defined, one tends 
    to travel loosely with a finite 
    group, so it is nice meeting these 
    folks now.   
    Many cruisers come 
    to Chaguaramas and become obsessed 
    with boat work, leaving here without 
    ever really seeing the  country or 
    culture of Trinidad.  This 
    describes us our first month here.  
    However, after getting boat projects 
    lined up and going (we beat the 
    influx of damaged Grenada boats) we 
    made sure we got out and about.  Through 
    Jesse, one day we visited the Asa 
    Wright Nature Center (lots 
    of birds) in the morning, and the Caroni Swamp for a late afternoon 
    boat trip through the swamp to see 
    the scarlet ibises roost at sunset.  
    The sky and trees are vibrant red with 
    thousands of these gorgeous birds.  
    Another day Jesse took us to a pan 
    (steel drum) factory where we 
    learned more than we wanted to know 
    about this Trinidadian tradition, 
    then to the Angostura factory.  
    (At right:  Christophine - it's like 
    a squash - grown on the hillside on 
    wire trellises suspended high above 
    the ground) 
    
    The Angostura 
    factory makes the famous Angostura 
    Aromatic Bitters, along with rums 
    and other food products.  This 
    is the only place in the world where 
    the Angostura Bitters is made - in fact, the 
    whole process is done in 1 room 
    only!  
    
    
     If you 
    are caught taking photos there is a 
    US$20,000 fine and 
    20 year imprisonment.  They 
    mean business.  Only 5 male 
    family members know the secret 
    formula and mix up the ingredients.  
    Moreover, Angostura has a special 
    arrangement with the Trinidadian 
    government whereby they can import 
    the raw ingredients into the country 
    without declaring the contents of 
    it.  The secret botanicals from 
    around the world are collected in 
    the U.K. and then sent to Trinidad.  
    Bitters was originally concocted by 
    Dr. Siegert treating war injuries in 
    Prussia in the early 1800's.  
    He moved to Angostura, Venezuela and 
    began selling it in 1824, then moved 
    later to Trinidad with their special 
    sanctions.  It is used to flavor 
    everything from alcoholic beverages 
    to soups, salads, vegetables, 
    sauces, fruits, desserts, etc..  
    Locals use it "medically" to treat 
    upset stomach, nausea, diarrhea and 
    constipation (how can it do both?), and more.  There 
    are lots of imitation bitters on the 
    market, but only Angostura Bitters 
    floats on the surface when poured. 
    Cultural 
    events, once again arranged
    through Jesse, 
    included attending Pan Royale 
    Steelpan and Jazz Festival, a dressy 
    
    
     occasion 
    outdoors at the Queen's Royal 
    College.  It consisted of 4 
    diverse bands:  one band 
    
    
     featuring 
    some well-known, old but
    highly energetic, jazz guru named the Black 
    Stallion; another was a 10-member 
    all-female Cuban jazz band (far 
    left) (they were entertaining to 
    watch and actually quite good when 
    they didn't sing); and an all-pan 
    band (left).  Another event, 
    Jazz in the Yard (right), 
    
     was 
    arranged by a cruising
    couple, Mood Indigo - Joyce is an 
    excellent professional jazz singer, 
    David plays the horn - and 
    put on in the 
    yard at the home of Michael Boothman, 
    an acclaimed jazz guitarist and 
    composer.  Joining the 3 of 
    them were several other talented 
    musicians.  This was a special 
    treat having such a great concert in 
    an intimate setting, and hearing 
    Mood Indigo as their reputation 
    precedes them in the cruising 
    community.  A fun event was the 
    annual talent show at CrewsInn, one 
    of the big marinas here in 
    Chaguaramas.  Seventeen of 
    their employees participated in a 
    professional-quality show with 
    talent that pleasantly surprised the 
    large audience of yachties.  
    Another was an annual local 
    marine-industry vendor sponsored 
    appreciation party outdoors with 
    each preparing different food dishes 
    and several bands playing - the food 
    was all very good, much to our 
    surprise, including an excellent 
    bouillabaisse, ceviche, seafood 
    kabobs, local curry dishes featuring 
    goat, deer, lamb, pork, and duck, 
    and plump cream puffs.  
    Trinidad's has a 
    very large Indian population.  
    November 11 was Divali, the Hindu 
    equivalent to our Christmas and New 
    Year.  This signals the end of 
    their financial year and the end of 
    darkness (demons), and beginning of 
    the new. For the rest of us, it 
    signals the start of the party and 
    holiday season, and ramping up for 
    the huge Trini Carnival in February.  The 
    Hindus celebrate Divali with the 
    Festival of Lights, copiously 
    decorating their houses, driveways 
    and streets with deyas, small 
    ceramic bowls filled with coconut 
    oil and a big wick which burns all 
    night, and electric lights.  
    Just as in the States there are 
    neighborhoods known for their 
    dazzling Christmas light displays 
    which prompts car loads of 
    sightseers, so does the village of 
    Felicity in Chaguanas on the west 
    coast of Trinidad.  A bus caravan 
    of 175 yachties descended upon this 
    neighborhood in an organized manner.  
    The evening activities included a 
    swami-lead "sermon" and dance 
    program in a Hindu temple, a 
    sit-down typical Hindu vegetarian 
    dinner (channa/chickpeas & potatoes, 
    pumpkin, bread fruit type thing, 
    candied mangoes, spicey sauces and 
    roti skins for scooping up with the 
    fingers) served on a banana leaf, 
    wondering through the streets 
    looking at lights and people 
    watching (they are all dressed up in 
    their fine Indian costume).  
    The people were super friendly, 
    handing out bags of sweets called
    parasec (?), a combination of 
    cream of wheat, milk, sugar and 
    something else.  One bag I got 
    had an aromatic taste to it - must 
    have had Angostura Bitters in it.  
    We saw several temples including the 
    Hare Krishnas.  Music 
    stages were set up on several street 
    corners.  It was pretty 
    incredible seeing all the burning 
    deyas, but amazingly enough never 
    saw any uncontrolled fires or burning kids. 
    
      
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          liming:   
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    As if you haven't 
    figured out by now, Chaguaramas is a 
    pretty social place with hundreds of 
    cruisers here.  Sometimes too 
    much so!  There aren't many 
    places you can go where you won't 
    run into somebody you know.  
    Makes it a fun place, though.  
    Interestingly enough, there is no 
    one hangout or bar where people 
    lime, although, there are 
    various "activities" and BBQs 
    scattered around.  The daily 
    half-hour net on VHF 68 includes 
    extensive social announcements as 
    well as Jesse's arranged activities, a help-needed segment, treasures 
    of the bilge (free or for 
    trade/barter) and other things to 
    make it pretty 
     easy to get 
    into the swing of things in Chaguaramas.  
    We've participated in Sunday 
    afternoon dominoes, Wednesday night Trivia 
    Quiz, 
    Sunday night BBQ at Coral Cove for it's 
    "residents", and numerous other 
    local outings.  Several friends 
    have rental cars so 
    have seen more of the island, 
    including the popular north coast 
    Maracas Beach (left, with Sue & 
    Robert (Sunday's Child) and 
    Jeff (Yocahu)).  
    We've had exceptional dinners at the 
    popular Indian, Thai and Chinese 
    restaurants in Port of Spain (all 
    excellent!), with free transportation 
    provided by some of the restaurants.  
    We've gone to the zoo,
     
    
      
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    botanical 
    gardens, movies, the U.S. Embassy to 
    vote (it was quick and easy, all we 
    needed were our passports), local boat 
    trip to nearby Caspar Grande island 
    to explore large caves and swim indoors 
    in crystal clear water. 
     
    
      
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     A 
    group of cruisers joined another cruiser 
    on his catamaran to visit the island of Chacachacare for 
    snorkeling and exploring.  
    Chacachacare was a large 
    leper colony and when a cure for 
    leprosy was discovered about 35 
    years ago, this community was 
    literally abandoned overnight:  
    We saw readable medical records, 
    x-rays, vials and bottles of 
    medicine, and medical equipment 
    still in place, although nature is 
    doing it's share to reclaim it 
    (there is no 
    preservation/restoration program in 
    place).    
     
    
    
    
     During 
    our stay in Trinidad, we had an 
    unexpected visit from our good 
    friend Mark from Houston, a seasoned 
    sailor and cruiser.  He had 
    been visiting Bob on s/v Sunrise 
    in Venezuela (while Susan was 
    tending to her new granddaughter in 
    Australia) and then he helped a 
    single-handed cruiser friend bring 
    her boat to Trinidad.  Mark's 
    visit was cut short due to work 
    obligations but we did show him 
    around the area and Port of Spain in 
    a couple of days. 
    
    
     We decide not to do the large 
    cruiser group dinner for 
    Thanksgiving 
    (those 
    who 
    attended last  year were less than 
    impressed and felt rushed), but 
    instead 8 of us (s/v Remedy,
    Yocahu, Quietly) have 
    our own dinner at the Coral Cove 
    cabana.  Jo cooked a big 
    gourmet turkey and we had all the 
    traditional fixings.  
    
     Jeff 
    (right) made an impressive and 
    delectable antipasto tray served in 
    a Joe's pizza box that was 
    picture-worthy.  
    
     Almost 
    overnight with Thanksgiving, the 
    weather has turned more pleasant - 
    daytime high 
    80's and only 90% humidity, less 
    rain - 
    Deborah has even started to wear 
    sleeved t-shirts again at night.  
    This was one "special" 
    occasion where Steve did 
    not have to wear long pants - all in 
    all, he has "dressed up" at least 6 
    times here in Trinidad - before 
    here, he's worn his long pants only 
    one time in almost 2 years!  
    (Right, Wendy & Janice from U.K. 
    visiting Yocahu & Quietly.) 
    Most of what we 
    put on this website shows just the 
    fun stuff, but as every cruiser, or 
    even boat owner, knows there are 
    lots of things that can break on a 
    boat, and maintenance is an ongoing 
    job.  Repairs and maintenance 
    consume a lot of our time, and our 
    pocket book, too.  We spent a 
    couple of months in St. Maarten last 
    February/March getting caught up on 
    boat projects, repairs and 
    maintenance.  Since then, the 
    list has grown again, and so here in 
    Trinidad we have spent 
    
     much of our 
    time again doing repairs and 
    maintenance.  We hired experts 
    to do certain jobs: Nigel Barker 
    (left) to do jobs like 
    repairing fiberglass dings and 
    scratches, touch up painting and a 
    bottom job; others to tune rigging, 
    some electrical issues, and work on 
    our transmission and engine.  
    Unfortunately, we had to replace our 
    transmission with a brand new 
    transmission due to a continually 
    worsening problem since St. Maarten.  
    This has been a very frustrating 
    experience for us as it took 2 
    marine service companies 2 months to 
    accurately diagnose the problem, and 
    a lot of finger pointing between 
    equipment manufacturers and false 
    promises.  This has ended up 
    costing us an extra month on the 
    hard waiting for this issue to be 
    resolved, and in the end the whole 
    ordeal has cost us a lot of money.  
    But at least we now have a 
    dependable transmission.  In 
    the meantime, we have cleaned/waxed 
    stainless, fiberglass, canvas, the 
    interior and more.  We have 
    replaced worn lines and hardware, 
    stocked up on more rebuild kits and 
    cleaning supplies.  We have had 
    the laptop  repaired 
    again, but at least this time it 
    could be done locally.  And of 
    course, we have been working at 
    updating the website which has now 
    gotten 3 months behind (due to Ivan, 
    boat work and computer problems 
    again) and a thousand pictures to go 
    through.  We have fallen short 
    on this website of showing the 
    "down" side to cruising - I even 
    have a note posted on the boat to 
    "take work pictures", but always 
    forget when we're really into a job.  
    Too bad, because Trinidad certainly gave 
    us many opportunities for taking 
    these type pictures!  Suffice 
    it to say, they wouldn't be pretty.  
    (OK, I got one picture here of Steve 
    working in the galley.) 
    Even as we try 
    to leave now (first week of 
    December), we find we have a problem 
    with our water maker (need new 
    membranes) and dinghy outboard 
    (crank shaft problem), so currently 
    waiting on parts - we don't want to 
    leave here without these things 
    fixed, as parts and services will be 
    more scarce where we are headed.    
    
    
     We have really enjoyed our stay in 
    Trinidad, experiencing the island, Trini 
    people, and the large cruiser 
    community.  As hurricane season 
    ends in November, unless one is 
    staying for Carnival in February, 
    cruisers typically start leaving 
    now, heading either north up through 
    the island chain, or west to 
    Venezuela and on to the Panama Canal 
    and Western Caribbean.  We wish we 
    could stay for Carnival, but it is time to 
    move on.  When we leave, 
    hopefully this coming week, we'll 
    do on overnight sail to Isla de 
    Margarita, Venezuela . . . 
    
    
    
    
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