Bequia

Bequia has a welcoming feel as we motor against the wind and up into the shelter of Admiralty Bay, a huge natural harbour which provides protection from the trade winds and the northern swell. From the entrance to the bay up to its head at Port Elizabeth is over a mile and the deeper into the bay we venture the calmer becomes the anchorage. On the southern side of this wonderful harbour is Princess Margaret beach, a deeply shelving sandy shore and it is here that we drop our anchor.

Mustique

Britannia Bay in Mustique is full of clear blue water dotted with white mooring buoys. We slip two lines through the swivel on the top of the buoy and switch off the engine. The clouds have vanished, the sky is blue and the scene is perfect - well, almost.

The Grenadines

We have a marvellous day on the beach on New Year's Eve with the boys and the Oxies before they catch the evening flight back to the UK. I head back alone to Juno in Port Louis marina feeling rather glum but then I am invited by a neighbouring boat for dinner and things start to look up. We have all bought tickets for the News Year's eve party in the marina and we have a rather boozy evening dancing in the rain to a well-known band from Barbados and I weave my way back to Juno at 3am.