After an eventful and restless night, we are on our way back to the USA. Not bad, considering we visited a hand full of countries in the last 5 days.
|Last look at the BVI|
|Just looking at this pic makes me sea sick!|
We sailed past reefs, rocks and a few power boats blasting their way through the waves. Because of those seas, John hand-steered for most of the way across, and what a great job he did.
Meanwhile, back on deck and feeling better after lunch, I was dealing with a big, caked-hair mess. I called it the one dread-lock do. Nothing can go through it, not even my fingers. My hair has been battered by wind, salt water, some fresh water, sand and wind. When squall hit us, I was determined to do something about it. The only problem with washing hair in the rain is the cold. The rain was so cold, it was hard not to give up after a couple of minutes. But I stuck with it, rinsed off, and ran down below as soon as possible.
While I am on the subject, last hair washing was 5 days ago. In case you are thinking sailing is a breeze, I can tell you sailing on Fiona is not for everyone. However, by this time tomorrow we should have showers again. Ah! Proper cleaning with shampoo and conditioner and drying with a clean towel. Heaven.
We arrived at the small island of Calabria under heavy wind. To take the sail down, we did suffered some mild damage. John’s knee got cut, but I immediately applied Neosporin, a spray of my perfume (for the alcohol), and a bandaid. ("Okay, that was just weird." -- John)
Once Fiona was somewhat securely anchored, Eric and I went ashore to do the customs clearance. John stayed on the boat, just to make sure it didn't drag. We rode the dinghy to a bar, tied up and started walking for about 20 minutes in the direction of the airport.
|3-foot long fish alongside the fish restaurant...|
Not very smart!
Tomorrow we are leaving for the main island of Puerto Rico.
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