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JULY 2010 CARIBBEAN COMPASS PAGE 16<br />
One of Nature’s Gifts<br />
by Liesbet Collaert<br />
A<br />
nybody who’s been cruising extensively has<br />
long realized that living on the water is nothing<br />
like the idyllic, romantic image landlubbers<br />
dream of. Errands, boat problems,<br />
misadventures, bad weather and uncomfortable<br />
anchorages are all part of the daily boat life.<br />
But, once in a while, a rare perfect day comes along.<br />
It’s a day on which Mother Nature shows her appreciation<br />
for us free-spirited, peaceful and sea-loving cruisers.<br />
It’s a day that puts a smile on every sailor’s face. Recently<br />
those smiles belonged to my partner, Mark, and me.<br />
The plan for the day was to sail our 35-foot catamaran,<br />
Irie, from the southern coast of Antigua to western<br />
Barbuda. While rounding the main island, progress<br />
was a bit slow, since the mountains blocked most of<br />
the wind. We didn’t mind and enjoyed taking in the<br />
view of the shoreline with its many bays and beaches.<br />
Venturing sea turtles kept popping their heads up<br />
around us, noticeably changing their thoughts from<br />
“La la la, I’m happily floating around” to “Holy cow,<br />
what a big white monster,” quickly disappearing after<br />
a frantic paddle and dive. We had to dodge around<br />
some of these unsuspecting creatures who had their<br />
tails pointing to Irie instead of their faces.<br />
Once we reached open water between the sister<br />
Darwin the boat dog and the author enjoy a moment overlooking Barbuda’s east coast<br />
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islands, the weather turned beautiful, with blue,<br />
sunny skies and an ideal 15 knots of wind from the<br />
perfect direction. Really! Mother Nature nicely pushed<br />
little Irie forward at seven knots, while she fueled our<br />
solar panels and wind generator at the same time.<br />
Mark and I were blissfully smiling and appreciating<br />
the sailing conditions when all of a sudden the clothespins<br />
snapped. “Fish!” After heading up and slowing<br />
down, Mark reeled the handline in while we both<br />
peered into the water, not knowing what to expect. Our<br />
victim was fighting and in its efforts to break free, got<br />
caught in our second, thinner handline.<br />
Once the creature got close to the boat, we saw it was<br />
a giant barracuda with a tangled mess of line trailing<br />
behind him. We finagled the line off, but taking the fishhook<br />
out was a less attractive task. Mark was not willing<br />
to come anywhere near the massive teeth and I wasn’t<br />
too thrilled about it either, so it didn’t take long for him<br />
to convince me the hook would eventually rust out. We<br />
cut the lucky beast free and I retrieved the other, tangled<br />
line. In doing so, I felt a little tug at the end and just like<br />
that, a tuna had grabbed the secondary lure and<br />
replaced the barracuda on the dinner menu!<br />
On a clear day in the Eastern <strong>Caribbean</strong>, you can<br />
almost always see the faint shape of an island in one<br />
REPRESENTATIVE<br />
MARK KILTY<br />
direction or another. We saw smoke rising from<br />
Montserrat while anchored in northern Guadeloupe<br />
and some islands are visible from 20, 30 and sometimes<br />
40 miles away. Except Barbuda. As a matter of<br />
fact, this flat island stays hidden as long as possible<br />
and just when you wonder whether you’ll run into it,<br />
something long and skinny pops up at the horizon less<br />
than five miles away.<br />
In our case, a huge white stationary structure gave<br />
the location of the island away. Such a thing didn’t<br />
agree with the information we received about Barbuda<br />
being very pristine and not built up at all. Once we got<br />
closer the big object appeared to be a mega-yacht at<br />
anchor, stopping in the country for lunch. Imagine<br />
that: breakfast in Guadeloupe, lunch in Barbuda and<br />
dinner in Nevis. If we had to sail to a different country<br />
for every meal, we’d starve to death. And, we wouldn’t<br />
get a chance to enjoy any place along the way.<br />
Of all Nature’s gifts, Barbuda might well be one of<br />
the biggest. Its people help to keep it unspoiled with<br />
tourists. All you hear from other cruisers about the<br />
peace and quiet is true. The anchorages are uncrowded<br />
with good holding, clear water, jumping fish and<br />
curious turtles. Most places have a constant ocean<br />
breeze, because of the flatness of the land. Different<br />
kinds of birds are often seen and heard. White (sand)<br />
bordered by green (brush) and blue (sea) are the main<br />
colours on the shore side. If one shows up with a full<br />
fridge and full tanks, one can spend a long time enjoying<br />
the surroundings.<br />
Visiting the south shore of Barbuda requires some<br />
maneuvering around dark patches of reef, but once<br />
settled in five to ten feet of calm, protected water, you<br />
can easily go to shore for nice walks. There are sandy,<br />
rock-strewn roads to follow in any direction. They<br />
crisscross a seemingly infinite, barren land dotted with<br />
brush, cacti, stones, a couple of salt ponds and a few<br />
abandoned shacks.<br />
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