Our last stop in Guadeloupe was Les Saintes, a small volcanic archipelago where only the two largest islands are inhabited, accounting for a population of around 3,000 souls. In contrast to the larger islands in the area, slaves were not brought to Les Saintes because the rugged terrain and dry weather made the land unfriendly for agriculture.
Bourg des Saintes, the only town, is charming and picturesque and it attracts a lot of tourists who come for the day by ferry. It’s also an attractive, almost mandatory destination for cruisers like us, so the 80-something public mooring buoys in the large bay were all taken when we got there. We were motoring away from the mooring field trying to find a place for our anchor that wasn’t too deep, when Kathy had the foresight to look back, and saw a buoy that had just been freed. A quick U-turn and max engine power got us to the parking spot before our competitors. Soon after tying to the buoy we were aboard the dinghy, en route to the boulangerie.
On mechanical/electrical news: we finally fixed the dinghy motor, but because some idiot invented the second law of thermodynamics (that shit about entropy and the degree of disorder never decreasing), then the starboard side fresh water pump, the vacuum cleaner, and Kathy’s phone all broke down in quick succession.
Au revoir, Guadeloupe!
Just beautiful!
Isn’t it? Wish you were there with us.
When will you learn to stop fixing things? (Oh yeah, you wanted that dinghy to get you to the boulangerie).
Exactly! Who cares about fresh water when we can have La Boulangerie?
Beautiful