Soursop to Sugar Art with Shipwrecks in Between.

We’ve been eating a lot of the local fruit called soursop for breakfast. It’s got a bit of everything for everyone; it’s sweet, sour, savory, chewy, and slippery all at the same time. It’s not much to look at, but it grows on you. I’m unlikely to find one in Maine anytime soon, so I’ll eat my fill while in Grenada.

Eyeing the charts with Captain Richie this morning, we spied a potential new swim along the south shore of Carriacou, in a couple of unnamed bays. The charts showed two shipwrecks on the route, as well. We did a live drop (jumped off the stern of the yacht with engines running but not the props), and swam toward the first wreck, a pile of rusting steel and wood smashed onto the shore. The happier sight was all the fish and coral beneath us. Rounding the next corner, the second wreck. This one was big and hulking, with a lot of the parts intact. Both wrecks were working boats, and had likely busted their anchor chains while in harbor during a big storm or hurricane. Face back in the water, huge schools of silversides and a number of tarpon. I heard a dolphin squeaking but never saw it. This swim is a keeper, and we’ll likely do it next week. 

Our swimmers took turns swimming in front of the massive on-shore shipwreck for the camera.

Lisa made curryburgers for lunch, with a delicious slaw. She’s really nailed the west indian cuisine theme this week, in a very delicious manner. We sailed downwind back to Ille de Ronde, and dropped anchor in our favorite cove, out of the wind. 

We jumped in for a late afternoon swim, sticking to the glassy parts completely out of the wind for some silly, playful photos. Sometimes a playful swim at the end of the week checks a box our swimmers don’t even know they have. 

Back on the yacht, I chatted with guests Judy and Natalie for a spell while we sipped dark n stormies made with local spices and rum. Yum. 

A couple of boats came in to set in our usually private bay, and as one of them struggled with the anchor, I was reminded how fortunate we are to have such a professional crew aboard. 

Lisa had procured a big slab of tuna yesterday at the Carriacou fish market, and it was served for dinner tonight, seared to perfection on a bed a tabouleh. Dessert was “Ile flotante” which is floating islands of meringue in pools of rich english custard, topped with sugar art by Richie. We swam in these, slurping and savoring as a brilliant sun set behind us. 

Hopper

Photographer’s PS. Sometimes I like to play around with black and white for a moody, artful take on a few of our underwater moments. XO