Tuesday, March 5, 1996 - Trinidad

Awoke to a beautiful world. We're surrounded on three sides by high, tree-covered hills. Hundreds of sailboats fill this cove. This is the loveliest place we've been since we've been in Trinidad. After breakfast, we put our Royaks in the water and paddled around for a while. First time we've been Royaking in months. It felt so good to be back in our Royaks! Later, I went to TTYA and registered to use their facilities, which include dinghy docks, restrooms and showers, a nice laundry, and a workshop where Roy can work on projects if he wants to. Just as I was about to return to the boat, Roy arrived on his way to town to buy rivets for the mainsail. It was about 12:30 by then, so we ate lunch in the little restaurant at TTYA. Then Roy departed, and I paddled back to Jofian. The wind came up, and I soon noticed that we were dragging. We weren't going very fast, but we were headed towards a moored trimaran. I kept watching, figuring if we got much closer to the trimaran, I'd have to start the engine and power forward. Fortunately, Roy soon returned. He dove on the bottom and saw that it was mud-covered sand. He raised the anchor, motored back to where we had been, and dropped the anchor again, but it still didn't hold, so we raised it again and moved to a different location. This time, the anchor seemed to hold, but the wind had died down, so we won't know for sure until we get another blow, but the anchor held in reverse. I've been taking a Spanish course Tuesday and Thursday evenings at the Trinidad and Tobago Yacht Club (TTYC), so at 4:30 I went to that. It was after eight when I returned, but there was a bright full moon, and Roy had lit the masthead light, so I had no problem finding Jofian. Roy had also cooked supper, which was delicious.