The night at anchor off Tintamarre was quite rolly indeed, with longer periods of stable conditions punctuated by several rolling motions, the first two are moderate and then a couple that go almost gunwale to gunwale and then slowly settle back to stillness for several minutes and then cycling. I woke up a couple of times and don’t think I slept too deeply as I’m tired this morning, but it wasn’t really a bad night, just not a good one. Perhaps the new moon and heavy steak that I had for dinner the night before had something to do with it. One of the 3 other boats left during the night and the remaining two are going through the same motions that I am.
I’m going to wait a bit and then see about doing at least one dive on the tugboat wreck before returning to either Grand Case or Marigot for an evening that is hopefully more settled than here. I have the new LED monitor set up so that I can edit the pictures from yesterday to add to the site, but every couple of minutes I have to hold it down to ensure it doesn’t succumb to gravity and crash to the floorboards. Around 11AM I got my act together and put the diving gear into the dinghy despite the rolling and motored out and across to the mooring ball over the tugboat wreck dive site. The waves were pretty high and the long swell had me worried that visibility would be bad and that there might be some strong surge down below, but the conditions were great and I was greeted by a puffer fish which disappeared before I could get a picture but then immediately saw a spotted moray swimming around the wreck. The dive was a lot of fun, it was deep enough at 50 feet to really count as a dive (the Creole Rock and Turtle Reef sites are only 20-30 feet deep) while still being very easy since the mooring ball is directly attached to the Samson post of the tugboat wreck.
Back aboard I cleaned the dive gear and debated editing the pictures, but the roll was quite uncomfortable so I made some sandwiches from the remains of the monster steak and then sailed back to Grand Case after consuming lunch and getting the boat ready to sail. The downwind sail under just the genoa was fun and reminded me of why I’m on a sailboat – I’ve got to get my act in gear and sail down-island soon! I anchored in Grand Case and napped a bit in the cockpit before attempting to concentrate on editing the pictures – from 219 photos I ended up with about 40 after two passes of removing duplicates, boring pictures, out-of-focus shots and over/underexposed ones. I’m getting better at taking shots, since the majority of the ones I discarded were duplicates or similar shots and merely boring ones rather than out-of-focus and badly exposed ones.
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