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BVI December 2011

Resurfacing

Resurfacing

  Swam in the pool this morning with SwimVacation President, Hopper. He saw our slideshow last night, and throughout our workout, I keep thinking of more things to tell him about the trip…”Oh yeah and….” “Oh yeah and….” That will…

Day 6

Day 6

TBIF = Too Bad It’s Friday. I don’t remember the last time I wished it wasn’t Friday, but today was sweet-bitter-sweet. Can it be we’ve come to the end of this amazing week? But first, another jam packed day to…

Special Edition: Our Promenade Family

Special Edition: Our Promenade Family

We at SwimVacation know only too well that we could not do what we do without our friends on SV Promenade. We started as their guests, but over the years, they’ve become to feel more like family. Captain Bazza keeps…

Day 5

Day 5

The wind came on last night full of itself, all bluster and big talk. Pretty incredible, considering we haven’t even sailed up till this point for lack of wind. Luckily we were holed up in White Bay, Peter Island, out…

Day 4

Day 4

Guest blogger Alison writes: Hello again – it’s return SwimVacationer, Alison. After just 9 months, Ken and I are back in the BVI with Heather and Will! I was worried that my love of the first trip arose from the…

Day 3

Day 3

Judy wakes up to Bob talking in his sleep: “You have to anchor!”. I guess Will made an impact with his stroke technique session last night. As I type, our swimmers are huddled around Will’s computer, looking at the videos…

Day 2

Day 2

TGIM = Thank God It’s Monday. You’d say that too if you’d been here….What a day. Woke up to coffee and sunshine and the flat calm of Great Harbour, Peter Island. Everyone got ready for a 730 swim briefing –…

Day One

Day One

11:20am. Village Cay Marina. Paul sits at a table, waiting. Twenty feet away from him, Jamie is sitting on a stone wall with his bag. Just a few meters away in the open air restaurant, Alison & Ken are finishing…

Reunions

Reunions

Ahhh. It feels like home away from home… Kiss son goodbye (he’s happily playing with cousins which helps with the goodbye), husband drops me to Logan. I’m wrestling with bags and check in machines, frustrated, suddenly I hear “What are…

One more Sleep…

One more Sleep…

  Pool. Chlorine. Black line. Wall. Flip turn. Lane line, hair ball. Repeat. Doesn’t sound very appealing, does it? How about this: Aqua blue fading to turquoise, salt and sun, coral reef. Circumnavigate Pelican Island, or swim across Little Harbor,…