D day, aka departure day is approaching fast. Our last paid day in the marina, our cruising permit and David's visitor visa all end on Friday, 1 November.
Our last weekend in Grenada coincides with the Mexican Grand Prix so we head to the West Indies Brewery to watch the race on the big screen and have a full English breakfast. We caught up with other motor head friends, admired the Halloween decorations, watched a rain soaked and delayed race, paid for two cases of IPA to be delivered next day and said au revoir.
Monday was a busy day. We still needed to put the head sail back on the forestay. It was taken down ahead of hurricane Beryl at the beginning of July and stored in the sail locker until we were ready to leave and no wind. After a rain storm early morning we had that hour of dead calm needed to put the sail up. Being a ketch the headsail is the largest sail on the boat. It is big and it is heavy. David does the pulling and winching. I stand at the foot of the forestay and feed the bolt rope into the bolt rope slot endeavouring not to be whipped off the deck should we get a gust of wind to whip the sail across where I'm standing. So far I've not gone overboard...but there's always a possibility. But today we are lucky and now have all three sails ready to go.
When we go the plan is to head directly north from Grenada to Iles des Saintes, Guadeloupe. The distance is 230 miles, usually too far to comfortably complete the journey in two days and one overnight so we spend one night in north Dominica (210nm) and continue on next morning.
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