During the week long grind of life in the BVIs there were some happenings that stood out as highlights. I know. I know. The whole trip was one big highlight, but within that bigger picture there are a few memories that will stand out and I wanted to share those with greater detail.
My days in the BVIs were generally spent waking before the sunrise to start the every important infusion of caffeine while sitting in the boat’s cockpit enjoying the view, and a little peace and quiet. Others would wake, rise, and join me over the course of the next hour or so. Even Kerri would rise at a reasonable hour, but only after her necessary in-bed coffee. Galley Captain Laura was often the one to cook breakfast for the whole crew, which we were all very grateful for. It was hot down there, even in the mornings, and with the burners going I could only imagine. By the end of the sunrise it was hot enough to start panting. For the majority of us, the first thing to do was jump into the water each morning to cool down. By 8 am it was a necessity. Eventually we would clean up, make contact with the other boat to decide on a day-destination, and head out to said destination.
Even those fortunate enough to live a nomadic life, like us, need a vacation from the daily grind. An extreme change of scenery and days without the normal work schedule to refresh the soul from time to time – right? When a plan to charter a boat in the BVIs for a week was plopped in our lap we went for it. There was a need for another boat, and skipper, so we were called upon to fill in. This allowed seven couples – most of whom we know from our RV days – to spread across two boats for a week of playing in the sun in the British Virgin Islands.