Isle de Saints, Guadeloupe, French West Indies
We had a fairly mild crossing, to Isle de Saints. I had spent a week here in 1993, when I finished a nice cruise with James and Elizabeth Bridgewater. They had gone on down island and had left me at the Saints for a week of R & R as David was making a delivery to the states. I had loved it then and I loved it just as much this time – the big exception was the tourists – they were French and were everywhere as the day cruises bring them over, en masse, from Pointe d’ Pitre, across the channel. Because of this we only stayed for two days.
We anchored in the most beautiful spot since Cumberland Bay, St. Vincent. We were next to a beautiful rock formation with spectacular snorkeling. I snorkeled all afternoon and then spent the rest of the day looking up all of the great sponges I had seen in my Sponges of the Caribbean book. WOW. I saw a brown barrel sponge that was at least four feet in height and two feet in width, plus several more really lovely brown bowl sponges plus some yellow tubulars. All in all, a great day – most relaxing and beautiful. This is what I love about cruising. The sheer beauty of it all. Each anchorage, sunrise and sunset is just spectacular. You almost pray for a gray day just to let your eyes rest.
Dave and I took a five hour walking tour of the downtown area with a delightful lunch at La Boumbana, out by the cemetery. We each had a delicious baked chicken with rice and ocre, which Dave usually doesn’t like but then – what can I say – the French know how to cook. I took many pictures of the picturesque homes there along with doorways, the local church and rooftops. It was really a lovely several days with Swan Song resting nicely at anchor.
We pulled up the anchor at dawn on Wednesday, March 28th and headed up the lee side of Guadaloupe to the small town Deshaies (Day Hay). We arrived about one and anchored. I then fixed a wonderful lunch of fried fish, the last of the supply from Venezuela, turned on the air- conditioning and took a nap. We then took a harbour tour stopping at another trawler, Fine Romance, to introduce ourselves. They were a lovely couple, our age, named Sal and Frank, from Berkley, S.F. We chatted awhile and agreed to meet the for lunch in Antigua on Friday in English Harbour after we arrive.
We saw another perfect sunset, this time with a three masted schooner in front of it and delighted in a “green flash” – the first one of our trip up the island chain. Dave had washed all of the windows in Portsmouth and they are nice and clean – it makes such a difference.
THIS IS MY VERSION OF THE MAIN DRAG BUT FOR PICTURES OF THE HOMES ON ISLE DES SAINTES PLEASE GO TO THE AMAZON, ON YOUR LEFT, AND VISIT CARIBBEAN HOUSES. THANK YOU