Beautiful sunset as we head out to sea. Photos taken moments apart.
Our friends had given us info about their passage, how confused the sea state was when pulling away from the island chain and where to expect some rough seas due to underwater terrain so we knew there would be some rough water but we thought we were ready. We were not!
The 4 days at sea all blur together due to the monotonous rocking and rolling and ever increasing sleep deprivation :) Twelve hours into our journey the seas had chosen their state and we weren't about to turn back so we pressed on, every night willing it to be different in the morning.
The photo doesn't do the waves justice!Andrew and I could only manage two hour shifts because the waves were too much for our auto pilot and we were hand steering the entire first 36 hours. Our boat’s max hull speed is 7 knots, which means that is about the fastest she should ever go. But on my watch on evening two, the wind and seas picked up so much that I wave surfed four waves in a row at 11 knots before calling Andrew up to help slow us down a bit for safety. So one bright spot of the uncomfortable passage is we were making great time!
Notice the time stamp! That is a 7am beer after a long night on duty :)Up to this point in our sailing life we have never used jack lines (safety straps running the length of the boat that you strap to before leaving the cockpit so if you were to fall while on deck, you wouldn't fall overboard). But Andrew had enough foresight to get them rigged before we left St Lucia and they were literally life savers. Luckily there were only a few times we needed to leave the cockpit during the 4 days but it was sketchy to say the least! We broke the shackle on our boom without even knowing it, we just happen to notice it hanging on by a thread during a sail adjustment before a major catastrophe. We also lost our boom and, which secures the boom. It was a rough ride on the rigging as well as the humans aboard. We all welcomed a bit of a reprieve on our last day when the seas settled a bit, a pod of dolphins followed us all afternoon
Abby has the red sail cover and bimini.the classic Dutch, pastel coloring of the buildings and a cute seafront village right along the moorings. Take Two had us over for an amazing brunch of sweet and savory pannenkoeken (crepes) and we celebrated having arrived!
Later that afternoon we ventured to town to check in with customs / immigration and see what there was to see. The very first person to greet us in Bonaire was Cliff, the immigration officer, and he will always be the face of Bonaire to us. After getting the official stuff out of the way we began chatting with him and he asked Sky what type of things she liked to do and did she enjoy seeing nature, etc. Which she very much does. He said he had noticed her birthday coming up the following week when doing our paperwork and he would like to show her a special part of Bonaire as a gift if she was interested. He offered up his day off the following week to give us a private tour! So in our first hour on land our immigration officer fell in love with Sky and offered up a special tour just for her. Maybe the passage was worth it and Bonaire would be awesome! Take Two joined us ashore for dinner at Cuba and gelato at Gio’s and Bonaire was off to a great start! When we checked into the marina the next day, Quinton at the desk said, “ Don't worry if people smile at you or offer to do something for you. They don't want anything from you, that’s just how we are in Bonaire.” I thought it funny that we require a disclaimer as an American that friendliness shouldn't cause alarm, they aren't scoping us out to rob us, they are just decent humans who smile and say “good morning”. Novel idea, right?!
We found ourselves feeling right at home in Bonaire. Great little restaurants and shops,
Days melted away swimming and snorkeling off the back of the boat.
Andrew got straight to work installing the water maker.
Almost too pretty to eat!a beautiful grocery store that rivals anything in the states, the prices were great and the people were friendly, not to mention the amazing sea life and crystal clear, turquoise waters.
Nothing like a cruise ship pulling in to interrupt your afternoon swim.
Before we knew it, it was time for our day of fun with Cliff to celebrate my baby turning 11.
He picked us up bright and early and off we headed.
Our final cave was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. After hiking down into the hole until it was almost black, we found ourselves at a clear pool. We took care not to stir the sediment as we floated onto our bellies and swam into the dark. Some of us were more willing than others to embrace an afternoon swim through a pitch black cave, with bats flying overhead and having your brain play with you on what else might be in the water with us! But after some heavy coaxing from daddy, Paige joined us inside :) And even she can't deny the awesomeness! At one point in the swim there was an optional swim through. You could dive down about 10’ and swim 20’ into a separate room. We had 3 underwater flashlights with us and every once in awhile they would all disappear to one side or the other and you would experience utter darkness and perfect stillness, until a mean friend would sneak up behind you to scare you to death :)
He then took us to the other side of the island where we saw a flock of wild flamingos, very cool -hadn't seen that before.
We all headed home exhausted from our fun, but it wasn't over yet. Sinterklaas was scheduled to arrive that evening with his helper Black Pete. And we definitely weren't going to miss that!
Sky & Cliff.
The beauty of Bonaire continued to woo us. We enjoyed a few date nights out with Jay & Tanya, we celebrated both Thanksgiving and Christmas with our friends who are now very much family!
The weather was right for us all to move on but it was very hard to say goodbye.
Things learned aboard this week:
Bonaire was so worth it! Bonaire offers the beauty underwater of the Bahamas, fun little restaurants and shops like St Martin, easy shopping similar to (but even better than) Grenada, and amazingly welcoming locals like we’ve met in so many of the wonderful places we’ve traveled. I wish I could keep this little island a secret but it is just too good not to share:)
I still hate passages though.
Our friends head to Columbia as we check out the rest of the ABC islands. Come along for the journey.
51 - 52. Aruba puts the "A" in the ABCs!
51 - 52. Aruba puts the "A" in the ABCs!