Louise started squeaking and dived in, chasing a turtle all over the bay. there were a few, actually, one of them enjoying a meal of eelgrass.
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[/caption]A beautiful spot for a beach barbeque as well, Spanish mackeral, roasted, moist with onions and garlic.
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[/caption]Next stop: Dominica. We'd been looking for Whales all the way sailing Southwards, having been told that Dominica was the best spot. We saw them at last, between Martinique and Dominica on the way back, 3 Humpbacks, spotted by Louise:
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[/caption]Another long day as teh miles stretched away behind our stern. We anchored late again, back on Dominica, at Portsmouth, passing whalewatching boats in the sunset, wondering if they had had the luck we'd had.
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[/caption]The following morning, as we left the North end of Dominica, there was a change in the weather. It looked as if Dominica was going to be seeing some well needed rain.
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[/caption]Squalls passed us all day, and, although the rain fell, there was no severe wind, although the sea picked up as we approached teh Southern end of Guadeloupe.
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[/caption]We'd decided to explore the Western shores of Guadeloupe on the way back, rather than sailing through the Riviere Saliere again. By the time we reached Deshaies, on the North Western point, the weather had closed in completely. Spotted this odd rig, in a very wet harbour.
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[/caption]The rain cleared in the early hours and, as we picked our way through a seemingly endless field of lobster pots and fishing lines, the sun inched up.
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[/caption]As the day wore on, it warmed up considerably, and was soon back to normal. Antigua grew in the distance and the wind failed us, leaving us motoring in the heat. The day dragged on, but at last we could see the entrance to English harbour, and Nelson's dockyard.
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[/caption]I'd hoped to take Louise for a meal at Antigua yacht club before we left, but the restaurant was clsed, so we ate in a local bar, probably more in keeping with who we are!The following day, we flew home, but not before spotting yet another megayacht just offshore, the strange and wonderful 'A'.
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