It’s time to accept it: we hate moving the boat and are willing to hang on any excuse to stay put.
Les Anses D’Arlet
“I think we’re done here in Les Anses D’Arlet. We’ve walked the tiny town back and forth several times; we’ve tried all the pastry varieties in the boulangerie and hiked the trail to Grande Anse D’Arlet… should we move to St. Anne tomorrow?”
“We haven’t snorkeled around those rocks.”
“Ah, right, let’s do that tomorrow and then move.”
Tomorrow came and it brought rain. We stayed on the boat because, well, it was raining! Not that you’re going to get more wet if you snorkel under the rain, but hey, what’s wrong with waiting one more day until it’s sunny?
Sainte-Anne
“I think we’re done here in Sainte-Anne. We’ve walked the tiny town back and forth several times and tried all the pastry varieties in both boulangeries. We took the bus to Le Marin, hiked the Trace des Caps trail, and dinghied three times to Anse Caritan beach. Should we cross to St. Lucia tomorrow Monday?”
“The forecast for Wednesday calls for calmer conditions: the wind is going to blow two knots less and the waves are going to be one foot smaller. Maybe we should wait.”
“Oh, okay.”
Why is there a bridge from one rock to another rock pile? channel, with no way around?
Yup. To cross a small inlet you use the stepping stones to get to the bridge, then the bridge across the deepest part, then the second set of stones.
Stillness in flow
Thrown into the current
Dreaming of bedrock
Still loving the glimpse of your life.
Thank you.
Thanks Kim for being such an uncondicional follower 🙂
Appreciating your story/truth-telling and your gorgeous photography. You are leaving no stone unturned 🙂
No stone unturned, no reef unsnorkeled 😁
Lindo todo!
Ciertamente 😄