April Fool’s day began with a radio call from Stephen on Katzenellenbogen asking me “Wasn’t your dinghy tied to your boat last night?” and it took me until after I’d checked to see if it was still firmly attached to the boat to recall what day it was. The night had been calm and I slept through until the showers hit at night, when I checked to ensure that all the hatches were sealed tight, and then promptly fell back asleep again. This is a nice anchorage, calm and protected and one can see the whitecaps outside towards les Terres Basse on Guadeloupe. Stephen came by in the mid morning hours and we dinghied to the town to get baguettes and I stocked up on water and the local beer, Corsair. I’m glad that they have a big dinghy with a 18HP engine, as it is a bit of a distance to town and I’d be uncomfortably underway for a long time in my chariot.
Back aboard I devoured the croissant with a coffee while I edited the previous day’s pictures and managed to eat a significant portion of my baguette as well before I remembered that it didn’t need to be eaten raw but could be combined with such items as cheese and butter. It was a particularly tasty baguette and didn’t really require much in the way of assistance.
In the afternoon I ran the generator to fill up the batteries, the dive tanks and replenish my water supplies after having donated to Katzenellenbogen, who’d had a slight water crisis the day before when a shower tap was left open while the electrical devices were turned off in order to equalize the batteries and after power was restored the shower dutifully ran until the tank was empty.
In the late afternoon I finally decided to put my dinghy back together and go ashore for a walk. I stopped at Katz to get my shoes from their dinghy and both Philaine and Michaela wanted to go walking so the three of us went to the hotel dock in the anchorage and walked up the hill to the little shrine and large cross and then took a quick peek down the other side of the hill to discover a quaint little beach hidden at the end of the road. Although the walk wasn’t far and the climbs only medium steep, my legs felt heavy toward the end and I realized that I need to get more exercise than I’m getting aboard the boat. After the walk I had a sundowner with Stephen as he was filling up on water aboard Zanshin and then Ken from Rocking B came by as well and they had some rum while the three of us were shooting the breeze – but I could see that Stephen was antsy about getting back to his boat and making dinner (they’d caught a Cero on the sail to the Saintes and tonight was fish night). We relocated to Katz and kept on drinking and talking while everyone had dinner and then we all went back to our respective boats. I’d thawed out some beef ribs but am not sure how to prepare them, so I dug out a portion of instant ramen noodles and fried those up, eating some biscuit wafers with the Roquefort cheese I still had in the fridge as a second course.
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