Mike and I have provisioning to do today so we head off for Rite Way and Supa Value. (No I haven’t lost the ability to spell - it seems that shop names are not allowed to be spelt correctly here.) Supa Value has a fantastic selection of frozen meat, poultry and seafood, all imported from the USA of course and therefore not cheap, but the best value around here.
On the way back to the dinghy, already fully laden, Mike heads off for the chandlers to buy a dinghy anchor for Kev and Jo and I make a detour into Tico, the alcoholic beverage centre and treat myself to a couple of very good bottles of Sauvignon Blanc, half the price that I saw them for at Bobby’s. In the blistering heat, arms dragged down with bags and clutching one of those stupid American inventions, the brown paper bag (which incidentally is the one with the wine in) to my chest, I stagger to the dinghy. Never has a walk seemed so long!
We motor back to Cane Garden Bay and are no sooner anchored than Kev and Jo arrive to collect their anchor. We chat for a while and discuss our plans for the next few weeks. We decide not to go with them to the Turks and Caicos as the journey back, beating into the wind all the way, sounds like too much of a hard slog and not worth risking damage to the boat for, just before the next charter begins. Instead, we decide to go to the Spanish Virgin Islands and Kev and Jo say they will accompany us on their way way north.
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