Bequia: Celebrating My B-day and walking a lot.

So once again we stop in Bequia. With a lot of wind we flew from our former spot on St Vincent and arrived early on the island. we chose to anchor close to the plantation resort hotel to get some free WiFi on the boat, pretty much like the last time but a little closer. The locals owning some mooring came by and where really rude, we didn’t understand it at first but we had anchor in the Mooring field and there were alot of space outside of it and in other places in the bay. Opps. we didnt block any mooring, so we stayed the 3 days in the spot. The last time we where in bequia there were so many boats that it was not clear to us where to Moorn or Anchor. This time the amount of boats on moorings where less then ten.

Getting back to a place you’ve been and experienced its always weird. When Traveling I avoid doing it because usually you have Certain hopes and expectations or even feelings connected to a place and it mostly depend on all awsome people you meet the first time. I’m glad that Anders parents were onboard and we had new experience planed.

We spent the first sundowner at the floating bar

Then we continued on later that night to Max pizzas

So my birthday onboard Chibidarra started with fresh made bread that Anders ,Mon and dad (Aase and Jan) made and a Mimosa that Andreas mixed for me

After breakfast we whent snorkeling around the devils table, it was nicer than I remembered it. When we got back we spend some down time relaxing on the boat before early dinner / lunch with cake.

After stuffing ourself we what for a walk down to lower bay and up some hills to get a nice view .

The plan was to go out but all of us was stuffed after lunch so I decided that I would rather stay on the boat playing card “plump”

they didn’t let me win, bastards 😄

The next day, Aase and Jan needed some wifi to book their return ticket to Martinique so Me and Andreas took a hike to Peggy’s rock and to Moonhole. The hike up to Mt Peggy was a little tricky there was nothing showing on google maps or on our Osm-offline maps but with some photos from the quick book of the trail and later help from some locals we found the way up.

Me and Andreas walked for most of the day covering the south west of the island. When we got back we were pretty tiered so we played some more cards and went to bed pretty early because we wanted a early start for Tobago Cays the day after.

Over and out


S:t Vincent – Best diving so far

We arrived in S:t Vincent after about 20 hours of sailing. A lot of current against us around the islands but over all a nice sail. We decided to go back to Blue Lagoon to check in because the customs were nice the last time and the office open. So we checked in and got to meet Oliver and Carlota Viking explorer over the Atlantic. We had a sundowner at the beach bar with them and updated each other a bit.

The next day most of the crew went in to Kingstown and checked out the town for the day. I stayed on the boat doing some work with resealing a window and installing some heat shields around the stove. We stayed 2 nights outside Blue Lagoon before heading back north to Petit Beuchat a wonderful small bay where we stayed two nights completely secluded.

We started with a dive on one of the sides of the bay. It was really nice with so much nice corals and fish. Everything alive and really a reef that is thriving. The next day we were going to dive the Bat cave about half a mile away. Anders went out with his parents in the dinghy and came paddling back 10 minutes later. So the motor had died and when trying to restart Anders ripped the starter string off and had to paddle and swim back to the boat. So after a quick change of starter string they were off again. They went in to the cave but turned around when there was a bit too much waves inside, and went back and dove around the cliff outside the cave. Still a very nice dive though. Afterwards me and Hanna had a try and we were able to dive through the cave and out on the other side of the mountain. It was really nice when the cave opened up into a deep ravine and the floor and walls were covered in lobsters. It was one of the best dives I have done so far.

We also went ashore to pick some fruit since last time we were here we could pick both coconuts and starfruits and almonds. But we came back with only coconuts but not to bad either. Then we had some dinner and the next day we were off  for a short sail to Bequia once again.

Martinique second time around

After a 200 Nm sail, two caught fishes and a magnificent thunderstorm we got back to Martinique. This time we started in St.Pierre and since the rum always seems to be gone we cleared in to Europe and went for a walk up to the rum distillery. After some tasting we got back to the boat and planned Chris last days onboard.

We decided to take a walk along the old, man built, water trench that runs alongside a mountain. It was built a couple of hundreds of years ago and is still used to transport water to the other side of the mountain. Since we walked with the water flow the difficult part were to get to the start of the trench. When we got to the trench there was a very small decline all the time to make the water flow nice and even. Since the path basically is on the outside trench wall, on the side of a mountain the scenery quickly went from awesome to pretty scary. In my opinion it’s one of the best hikes we’ve done so far.

We had a wet meeting at sunset and planned a bit further. Since it is easier than in St.Pierre we decided to take Chris last night in Fort the France.

So early next morning we departed from St.Pierre and went south a couple of hours to Fort du France. Dinner wise Chris had found an interesting restaurant on google maps. But as earlier the google maps address and reality doesn’t correlate in Fort du France. But in our hunt for another restaurant we manage to accidentally find it anyway, sometimes we’re lucky. Then we went out for a couple of beers. But it was tequila night so we ended up having way too many of those. We were all in a zombie like state when we dropped Chris of at the ducos ride to the airport the next day.
Since we already had spent some time in Fort du France during our last visit to Martinique we decided to move down to the popular cruiser bay in Le Marin. Well one thing is for sure there is a lot of boats anchored, moored and docked in that area. As usual the days down here flies by in an extraordinary rate. Since the to-do list quickly got way too long. We had to prioritize and go for the most important, beer.
To be able to efficiently provision we rented a car and got to the all large stores on the island. We noticed that this day people were in general not putting food as much as party items in their trolleys. When we googled it we found out that it was a musical holiday the next day. Since we were stocking up for the Swedish midsummer holiday our trolley fitted right in. Although we spent nearly the entire day in different stores there were some items for midsummer we couldn’t find. Well lucky for us we had ordered the items from Sweden and I were to pick them up at the airport later that afternoon.
Along with the sill and gräddfil I also picked up my parents. Well every coin has two sides right. Jokes aside we did actually know that they were coming. And we were almost ready for their arrival. As all new crew onboard there is a bit to get used to and a lot has changed since they last saw the boat back in October. The best thing, at least the most recent, being removal of the wind vane to enable access to the bathing platform in the back of the boat. Since it hasn’t been used it just made it harder to be back there.

As midsummer is an important Swedish tradition we looked for something to do. On a facebook page for Swedish sailors we found out that two other Swedish boats were going to celebrate together so we decided to join them. The hosting family on their remodeled moorings 55 consists of Daniella, Erik and their two kids Annika and son. The other boat were Johan and Maria that also lived in Gothenburg but right now on their Afrodite 40.

It was a very well composed dinner party with plenty of different Swedish dishes. As part of the desert we had to take turns throwing the kids around. This resulted in a new name for my father. Annika politely asked him to come play by calling him “gamle man” wich means old man in Swedish. Since then we started to use that as well.

The next day we stocked up on the last bits of food before our journey to SVG. Due to water quality and crowdedness we decided to sail around the corner to St. Anne. This were where my parents started to practice their wildlife photography skills. We have seen it before. It started out with ourselves when we spotted our first turtle in Bequia some months ago and we instantly tried to find the camera and take a picture. We then saw the same thing happening to Martin and Ben when they tried to find a picture taking device as soon as some interesting new animal appeared. Then Chris came along and did the same thing. We didn’t expect it to be any different this time. It got quite interesting when gamle man got stuck on the way in to the water, but decided to wait for an eagle ray to pass first since it was too big to swim with. Instead he had me up and running for the camera and take a picture of it. We spent some days snorkeling and chilling in St. Anne before the weather decided to get in our favor and take us south in my mom’s first night sail in 25 years. Gamle man was eager to get a tuna, and actually had one on the hook that i dropped when I where to pick it up. Over all a bit rolley but nice sail. But I don’t think that my parents slept well at all. But we arrived in St. Vincent in the morning hours.

Over and out Anders

Saint Eustatia: Lets take some Mangoes and CRASH a party and get a visit by the Coastguard

So the events all took place on Statia (Saint Eustatia) just not related to each-other😊.

We arrived on Saturday morning after leaving Saaba at dawn, just to have a lot of time before the custom close or charge us overtime. Andreas went in to customs like many times before and took Anders with him, me and Chris took a bench and had some free harbor WiFi. When Andreas and Anders came back, Andreas told us that the Customs officer had smiled and laughed at our boat name. He had been to afraid to ask if they Knew what Chibidarra stands for.

So for those who do not know the name CHIBIDARRA Comes from a old Swedish song by Povel Ramel called “Måste vägen till Curacao gynga så?” , and the name Chibidarra is mentioned in the text and according to him it suppose to mean something close to “Hell of a boat” in Curacao language but we have not found out if this is true.

So by the officers reaction we hope its true still, but it will probably still be a mystery until we get to the ABC island or even Curacao itself. The mystery remains.

We walked around in town after checking in. Statia has a lot of old ruins close and in the water and a old fort in the middle of the town. When we entered the area we noticed a huge mango tree in the middle of a “square” and no people around, so to not give the goats every mango we stocked the boat with some. We had not updated the blog in a while and decided therefore to stop at a WiFi bar. We ended up in a bar called Hawaii-bar that sold beers for $ 2 and had really good internet, so everyone was happy. With good internet and cheep beers we stayed until late, just to get back and have dinner at the boat.

When we got back we got invited to another boat for some beers, it was three British guys that had just graduated school and where to start working when they got back . We took them to a local place we noticed from the bar we spent WiFi:ing on. They all were pretty tired from previous night sailing so at eleven they decided to get back on their charter boat. We Asked some locals outside the bar on where to go, and they said there is a party at the volleyball field. We started to make our way there and on the Way walked by a bar with a pool table and decided to play some pool before continuing to the volleyball fields. After playing a couple of games we walked on, the party we were recommend to go too where a private birthday party for 50 years lady named Jacinth. After a little while Chris located the Guest of honor and we were welcome to stay and take anything we wanted from the open bar. There where a lot of people at least 50 with a live music. We ended up meeting some really nice locals, we gave two guys our number to meet up on Monday. The party ended around four and we were the last ones to leave.

The next morning I woke up to sirens, it was the coastguards wanting to board our boat. Chris had been awake and tried his best to do a quick tidy up. When they came on board yesterday’s food and glasses were still on the table and the boat were a huge mess. The officers were really polite and professional and after checking our papers and life west’s they thanked and went away. The rest of the day was pretty slow did some snorkeling and watched some Netflix.

On Monday we planed to go hiking but didn’t really make it up early and to little plans were made. So we went to the famous Gin house to have a Gin and tonic but the bar was closed. So we went up the hill to town, where we had seen a sign about drinks but it was a coffee shop and it was closed. So we walked down the street to a place called the cool corner were there was WiFi. When we got there it turned out to be a sport bar and that Sweden were playing Spain men European Championship in soccer within 15 min so we thought it was faith and stayed and watched. Sweden sadly lost. We went back and had our fancy Gin and tonic as a consolation before getting back to the boat to eat and later on meeting up with the locals at the cool corner that same night.


Over and out // Hanna

Saaba- Not easy to visit but well worth the effort

We arrived in Saaba after about 2 days beating in to the wind from the BVI’s. There were very little wind so it was a very calm sail. We managed to tack so we missed a few thunderstorms. Saaba is a very steep island almost without any bays to anchor and no beaches. There is only one anchorage with some mooring buoys on the west side of the island. We were lucky and the weather was reasonably calm and the stay was okay.

We arrived and took one of the moorings because it was included in the park fee and anchoring was a bit restricted due to it being a marine park. Then we put the dinghy in the water and went in to  the main dock to clear in. this meant going to the south side of the island with the dinghy about 2 miles. It was a bit rocky and a little bit wet but we arrived and could dry off on the dock. We cleared in and everyone was super nice just as we have heard before that they should be on this isolated island.

We decided to go up the hill and take a look in the “town”.  We soon regretted this decision since the road to the city was one really steep and long hill. I think it was about 200 m up and about 1,5 kilometer to walk. We walked in a valley with pretty much no wind a the sun gassing at us. But we finally arrived in the town and it was not very much at all. But they had a nice bar so we could get a beer after this tremendous achievement. They also had a supermarket were they had a 1 dollar sale on products out of date so we got out of there with a lot of cheese and some really strange stuff but we were happy. We then walked back towards the dock and someone stopped and gave us a ride down the hill to the dock. As I said very nice people.

The next day was Sweden’s national day and we decided to do a longer hike up on the highest mountain on the island. So we started with the wet dinghy ride and then the very steep hill in to town. From there we took some small roads to get to the start of a path that lead up towards the mountain. The hike continued steep right through the jungle with a lot of mango trees. So we got some really nice ripe mangos. After a couple of pauses we arrived on the top at 877 m high it was Holland’s second highest peak. (Yes Saaba belongs to Holland, more or less) Finally on the peak we had some lunch and celebrated the national day with some Swedish “flaggpunch” and a Swedish flag.

On the way down we decided to take a smaller path down the other side of the mountain and visit the second town on the island. This path was a little less traveled but really nice with wonderful views. We arrived down on the main road and Chris decided to try some hitch hiking. We got a lift on the back of a truck and got in to the second town on the island. This town was really nice and we got a well deserved beer. Later after checking around a bit we hitch hiked one more time to get back to the dock.

The next day, as Saaba is well known for its life under the water. We went snorkeling and it was really nice. We saw a lot of fish and a lot of live coral. Turtles, barracudas and under water arches. It was one of the best snorkeling so far on this trip.

Saaba was a really nice place and we all loved it. All the people we met was so nice and the island is really beautiful. A real gem which is a bit of the beaten track and not very many cruisers come here. But after a few days we had to leave to be able to get to Martinique in time to leave Chris at the airport.

BVI part III More adventures with Serenity

After spending a few days on the channel islands, we headed back to Beef island to say good by to Lotte who was flying home to Bonaire. She will be missed but we will have to visit when we get to Bonaire 😊. The plan was to spend the evening doing some spex but the French guys forgot to get their ESTAS for America. So the evening was spent most trying to use the closed bars wifi, well it wasn’t a good bye, just see you soon, we will have to make it up to her.

The day after, Martin and Benoit’s last day, we decide to leave Trellis bay to go snorkeling on the diamond reef between Great Camanoe and Scrub island. We had been tracking the Germans on their AIS after they arrived in the BVI’s. I had messaged them our plan but they had not replied yet. But after we had snorkeled we saw that they moved to trellis bay so we packed our stuff and went back to spend some time with them. We had a really nice last evening together and made future plans with the Germans to meet up and Sail to Jost van dyke together.

After Leaving the french guys at the airport we needed to do some provisioning. So, as many times before, we took our bags and started walking. This time we had a 5 km walk in front of us to the ” bigger” super market. There are almost no buses on Tortola and a taxi cost 24 dollars one way, tortola to the airport, so we had to use our legs. We had a lot of chores to do in the upcoming days before our next crew member Chris, a friend of ours from home, would join. – We had run out of cooking Gas and needed to go to Tortola to refill and we had to do laundry of all the bed linen.

On our way to the supermarket we found a laundromat which we decided to use the following day, the issue was only that is also was 5 km away. So the day after me and Anders took the same trip but for laundry this time. On our way back we got a ride from a local guy that had spotted us walking out from trellis bay (beef island). He had spent Sunday morning collecting salt from one of the dried up salt ponds, which he would continue drying at home before using it in food.

There was only one place on Tortola you could fill the cooking gas in road harbor, so we had to move the boat all the way back there again.

There where not much space to anchor in Road harbor but we managed to squeeze in between the channel and the mooring field. The gas station where you could refill the cooking gas was located east of the town. On the charts there did not seem to be any dingy dock close by but we decided to go and check it out. We ended up at a charter boat company and they were really nice to let us borrow their dock, for a few hours. The gas station was just around the corner which was lucky for us having to roll 2 times 10kg gas bottles. There was also a big shopping area on the other side of the road, so we could also do our provisioning in the same place. We went two rounds first with the cooking gas on the trolley filling our bags then again filling the trolley bag and our bags again. Chibidarra Was once again stocked for some weeks ahead.

We sailed all the way back to beef island and trellis bay to pick up Chris. He had been bouncing between airports both in Europe and the Caribbean so he was tired but stoked when we met up with him at the airport.

Earlier that morning we made plans to anchor with Serenity in Lee bay which according to the Guidebook were said to be the calmest place to anchor in the BVI’s, this was not the case. Serenity had gone there before us , we got stuck picking up Chris and at Happy hour in Trellis bay’s Market. So when we once again could radio them, they’ve changed anchor and island to Guana island, but because the island where private we decided to postpone our beach BBQ. The anchorage was not so nice so we decided to move too brewers bay on the north side on Tortola the next day..

When we got there no body really wanted to go in the water to check for a Sandy patch to put our anchor. So we yelled at Kai to check it for us, he was already checking the same for Serenity. When we where done anchoring a dolphin came swimming by Kai in the water and the dolphin was curious and Playful . We all jumped in and joined but the dolphin had gone away by then. We continued swimming for a while and I heard Kristin Calling my name, I just replied

“I’m here” ,”I’m here” “what’s up?”

“Hanna turn around”.

And there the dolphin was stroking my arm as i turned around. I quickly dived with it and started spinning and so did the dolphin. It was one of the most Amazing experience’s I’ve had, to play with a wild dolphin. One can now cross of that on once bucket list. 😄

later that day we decided to go ashore and look for the ruins of the distillery that was once located here (hence the name brewers bay). We did not find it but we found a really nice trail to a cave and a viewing point, one of many flipp flopp adventures.

Next we headed to Jost Van Dyke and the Bubbly pool, ha ha ha.,……the Guide book had made it into this huge thing and it was really not. Such a scam, but we made the most of it before heading back to the boat and on towards Great harbor for a Friday night BBQ buffé at foxy’s. The food was nice but expensive, it was a nice evening with wonderful and amazing Company.

The plan from the beginning was to go and visit soggy dollars in white bay so after Chris had gotten everybody up ,we move the boat to the next bay, a whole 2 Nm away. White bay was just a long white beach with beach bars,.So We went with it and pumped up some floating chairs that was given to us at Norman island and made our selves some Rum Punches. The whole day and evening was spent playing at the beach or in the water, a lot of fun. We manage to have our self a Painkiller from Soggy dollars , the inventor of the cocktail, and ended the evening making Homemade pizzas together. It was an epic end to one chapter with the crew of Serenity we will miss meeting up with them in unexpected places, racing to new ones and staying up endless hour’s discussing everything and nothing. Our plan is to sail south for the hurricane season and theirs is to go back home selling the boat on this side and flying back. It’s sad to say good bye but we plan to stay in touch and visit them in Germany or if they’ll come to Sweden.

With the farewells made for so many people in just a week apart we started to sail down south again.

All for now / Hanna

BVI part II. An intense week in the BVIs

So for Ben’s upcoming birthday and the full moon party we set sail to Trellis bay on Beef island. Beef island is connected to BVI’s main island Tortola by a bridge and does not have many more buildings then BVI’s largest airport, a couple of beach bars and a resort. In Trellis bay it was obvious that Irma had struck hard in the fall of 2017 there were still plenty of boats and what’s left of boats on the beach. Because of this reason the bay also became an interesting snorkel area, although you wouldn’t spend your time in the water looking at fishes or coral reefs. Instead it’s a peaceful grave yard for boat parts. I swam across countless of anchors, a couple of anchor windlasses, toilets, sails, railings and other boat parts you wouldn’t find in most anchorage.

All and all this hurricane phenomena is a really sad part of travelling in this areas. In the BVI’s they got hit twice, what Irma didn’t hit Maria took a few weeks later instead. The clean up and restoration process seems to bee very long and slow. But sometimes you can’t help to be amazed by the forces and consequences that is involved in those big storms. To rip of the windlass of a boat and just tangle the railings as if it was spaghetti, it makes you wonder how Chibidarra would have handled it.

Well back to our mission. We arrived sometime in the late morning and the mooring field had already started to fill up, the charter catamarans were speeding to get a good mooring before us. Little did we care since we rather put in our big ass anchor anyway. It wasn’t many other boats anchoring, apparently some people don’t want find treasures on the bottom (read random stuff from hurricane strucked boats).

Well we anchored right outside the beach bar and started to celebrate Ben. During the sail to Trellis we had baked a cake and as it now were time for a well deserved mimosa breakfast we combined that with the cake, freshly baked bread and all other stuff that is suitable for a luxurious breakfast. During the day we did our best to have a good time and didn’t do anything work related.

When the night fell the three bars lit up some bonfires, and plenty of people walked between the different bars. I don’t think that all six of us spent much time together, since we all ended up on different bars and “dance floors”.

The following day we spent cleaning and planning our remaining time in the BVIs. Since both Lotte and the Frenchies where to leave us in a week, we decided to make the most of it.

First of was Peter Island and by chance we accidentally found our self anchored next to the floating bar Willy T II who’s predecessor was the famous floating bar Willy T on Norman Island which we had planned to visit the following day. Little did we know that Irma and Maria had been on a pub crawl there two years ago. Well bigger, newer and better it was now resurrected in great harbor on Peter Island. So we spent the afternoon back flipping of the top floor of the new Willy T.

The next morning we set sail to Norman Island and the wreck of Willy T. Well the new purpose of going there was to snorkel the caves by treasure point. We had a really nice snorkeling in some cool caves, big squalls of small fishes and a lot of really big and lazy tarpoons, they seamed to hope for some food rather then hunt.

Then we spotted some previously rarely seen Hooting whales. Description as follows, frequently mistaken as charter or cruising passengers equipped with snorkelling equipment, a flotation device and little to none experience of sea water. The word goes among cruiser that the flotation devices actually is to protect the reef from them and not them from sinking in to the reef. Distinguished by their insanely loud wohoo;s and strange to obscure movement in water the Hooting whale is found in packs, close to or on shore.

Amused by the loud and wild life of the snorkeling attraction, we went back to the boat to rest, before we went for a wifi beer at the beach bar. We then had a nice sunset dinner at the boat.

The next morning we went to Salt Island and the nice dive site of the wreck of the steamer RMS Rhone. Me and Lotte went in first. We started by the propeller of the wreck and made our way forwards. The wreck is scattered across a large area of the sea bed, and it is hard to recognize all the different parts. But all the parts had plenty of healthy corals and a rich fish life, which made the dive really nice. We spotted some decent sized reef sharks and got scared by barracudas. The dive was well worth the trip there. Since it’s a bit of a process having six people diving two by two, it took us the majority of the day. Sadly we haven’t been diving as much as I thought we were going to but that keeps it exciting every time we actually do it. When all the tanks where filled we went ashore to explore the salt lakes, on top of the island. Salt Island has been abandoned since the hurricanes. There is still a couple ruins left on the beach. We went to the dried out lake and had a look. It’s not much more on the island it self.

On our way back to the beach it started to rain a bit, and when we got back to the beach hundreds of hermit crabs had woken up and were crawling every where. Since they were playful we decided to have a race. Ben’s crab was the only one to actually be close to even compete in the race. Although it crossed the race track diagonally instead of straight forward it made it across the finish line, so he won. The longest distance however was made by a totally different crab in a very wrong direction but we didn’t give him a price for that. We did explain the rules for the crabs before so all of them knew about the rules.

Back at the boat we picked up the anchor and moved once again.

This time we went to the close by island Cooper island well we went there for some snorkeling and a micro brewery but since the day already had been pretty eventful we went to bed and skipped the brewery. The next morning we went for a nice snorkeling with sharks and rays.

At noon it was time to once again pick up the anchor and move once again. This time we were gonna try to take Lotte, Ben and Martin off the crew list in the main immigration and customs office on Tortola. Well turned out we went there totally in vain, since that wasn’t necessary until we all checked out of the BVI’s some week later. So after a quick visit we picked up the anchor and moveed again. This time to the familiar grounds of Trellis bay.

BVI, part I, White sandy beaches and a lot of charter Catamarans

We arrived in in BVI on the island of Virgin Gorda in the morning: We decided to stop in the northern part of the island where there were supposed to be a customs office in the Virgin sound. But this was apparently not true anymore since the big hurricanes in 2017. A lot of the islands were damaged and we realized this more and more in the coming days. So we had to get back out to sea and headed south on the same island about 10 nm to Spanish Town which had a open customs office. So we could check in there after a lot of papers and one extra visit to the boat to get flight information for the crew leaving us in the BVI´s.


So we stayed at Spanish town for the night and the next day we took a walk to The Baths which is a nature reserve area with some cool caves and nice beaches next to the very rocky sides. So we walk the touristy paths and had a beer at the beach bar. It was nice but a bit to many charter boat tourists around. We continued walking around the island to an old coppermine that were supposed to be cool. It was nice but not more than some walls standing from an old house. But it gave us some very well needed shade to eat some lunch and cookies.


The next day we moved back north to Virgin Sound and found a really nice bay with really nice water and a nice long beach. We were almost alone with only 2 other boats around. The next day were a day with a few failed attempts. I drove Hanna, Ben and martin to shore to have a nice hike and find a bar for some wifi. I went back to the boat trying to do some kiting with Anders and was gonna get them 3 hours later. But as soon as they got of the dock a very angry local came running and said they could not go ashore. All of the old marina and bars where destroyed in the hurricanes and they were repairing and rebuilding so no one were allowed ashore in the meantime. Not even for hiking in the bushes. So they tried to call me and wave for me to come back but I could not hear them. So they settled in for a 3 hour wait on the dock. But after about 45 minutes a dive boat came and laughed heartedly and then felt a bit sorry for them and gave them a ride back to the boat. In the meantime Anders and my Kiting failed on to little wind so we decided to use the kiteboard as a wakeboard instead after the dinghy so we still had some fun.

After a couple of days we left the beautiful bay for Anegada the northern most point of BVI. Anegada is a sand island which is really flat and a lot of nice beaches. When we arrived close to the anchorage the water looked Green. So after anchoring we took a swim and there was a lot of sea grass on the bottom giving the water a greenish look. We tried some snorkeling on the reef and also tried to catch some lobsters. We did see a few but failed catching them. So we went back to the boat and then in to the beach and tried the beach bar. The next day we tried again on the lobsters and we caught 2 wich gave us some really nice grilled lobsters for starter. The next day we went to Tortola, the main island for a full moon party.



We left Marigot bay and were on our way to go around the southern tip of Anguilla, when Hanna asks me. What are you gonna do about that sailboat that is heading towards us. Well I’d planned to let him choice witch way to go. So we decided to wait for a while but keep a look out for that boat. When we felt it got a bit to close we decided to give the boat a bit more room. It was in that moment I noticed that the boat looked a bit familiar. It was our German freinds on Serenity out for a wednesday cruise before getting the boat up on land the next morning.

We arrived to road bay on the north west side of Anguilla in the early afternoon, and since the costums office was open upon our arrival (för ovanlighetensskull) we could check in at once. During the evning the crew left the owners onboard and went ashore. The darkness made the beach sand hard to distinguish from baking flour and we had a nice walk in the to one of the beach bars. We manage to get connected, to one of the fastest connections we’ve had so far on this side of the Atlantic ocean. But the great speed was also accompanied with the highest beer price. So we soon decided to head back to the boat too get an early start the next day.

Early starts has in the past been quite early as in 6-7 o’clock but with this big crew it’s more likely that it ends up being around 9-10 instead. Well we sort of had an early start the next day. Captain took the job of mounting one of the wind generators that he bought in St. Martin. Hanna were to do her laundry wich left us in the crew to explore the island alone. So we vent ashore and started to walk across the island. With the destination set to Shoal bay we started walking. We had heard that it supposedly were to be one of the top 10 beaches in the world in Shoal bay and we were keen to find out. After a while we stoped at food truck and asked if there were any buses on the island. To our disappointment there weren’t any buses at all. But he recommended that we should hitch a ride with someone, sooner or later someone will stop. Turned out to be a bit later in this case, after beeing passed by numerous of big cars and minibusses a small suzuki swift stopped and picked us up. Luckily we weren’t more then four persons this time. The driver explained to us that he never had been to Shoal bay but that he had tried and given up. But when we finally arrived it was obvious that he had taken a really bad detour last time he tried because this time we practically parked on the beach and i must say that the colors were fantastic.

But since we recently had visited Baruba we were spoiled with exclusivity and here we definitely weren’t alone. Sun beds and beach umbrellas as far as you could see, and alot more activities around beach. You could clearly see that Anguilla weren’t hit as bad as the previous islands by Irma. Well we went for a short swim. Then it was time to go back again. This time we had more luck to get a ride just a few hundred meters from the beach a pick-up truck stop and picked us up. And the calm and chill traffic we had experienced before was all gone. This ride was all about pedal to the metal and full speed ahead. The one and a half hour we spent to get to the beach was reduced to a bit over ten minutes on the way home.

We didn’t stay for long in Anguilla infact the very next day we set sail for the BVIs. Our big crew nade it possible to always be two people on watch at all time. Something we haven’t really missed but it was nice not to be left alone. Well we had our seventh crew member the noise machine aka wind generator up and running. Well if you fall asleep in the cockpit when that one is running you wouldn’t have noticed if you ran in to a minor island either.

Over and out Anders


We arrived sunday afternoon to the Dutch, sint Maarten and started with a tourough cleaning of the boat. To Wwelcome our newest crewmember to the team Lotte from the netherlands. So all in all we are now 6 people on CHIBIDARRA its going to be crowded for a couple of weeks.

Sint Maarten ( Dutch ) and st Martin (French) Is One island. I read a cute story in the guidebook about how they divided the island. Apparently neither side wanted to fight over the land, So they decided to share it but to establish who get’s what land the story said the Opponent where to choose the beverage of their liking, French choose wine and the Dutch choose Gin. And then the dutch would walk from the south and the french from the north and where they meet the boarder would be. Therefore the Dutch Side is a little bit smaller then the French side become Gin is stronger then wine.

And they have not been fighting for over 200 years ❤


Carneval, Labor day and Kai’s birthday

So after we picked up Lotte at the airport on Monday and on the way back we went to buy some Bubbly for Kai’s birthday the same evening. We spent the night drinking on Serinety and played revers genga, building it one block at the time until it falls 🌊

The next morning we got ready for the Carneval, not knowing what to expect. I was really exited and when we bought a coca cola can that had the Saint Maarten 50 year Carneval on it, I started to understand that it probably be really nice show and it was…

The whole day was a big party with dancers in all ages and sizes, females mostly, but with some males in the groups. There were some free beers, party beads and other sponsor stuff being tossed from the vagons as they whent by. The streets were covered in bars and food stands and all in dutch so the perfect opportunity to use Lotte for help. It was such a blast

We got to the Carneval around noon and spent the day and afternoon watching the dancers and dancing along to their music. In the evening we went to the Carneval village and because we did not know the schedual We ended up mostly walking around and sitting in on the benches watching the Stage, which did not show anything because the main event that day was of course the Carnival parade.

Needless to say we had a tuff labor day, we spent the day walking over to the french side of the island to buy some well needed provisioning, but because it was labour day everything was closed. We did get to see alot of the island even doe we had to redo the trip the day after.

On thursday after provisioning we visit the famous blasting beach right beside the airport. We did not check the schedule for arriving or departing planes so there were few really big ones , but we were Happy anyway. That night we went with the Germans to a karaoke bar and sang one Song before the bartender broke the tv and we moved on to the next bar. We spend the night drinking some beers and talking. When the bar closed the Bartender asked if we wanted to see them feed the tarpoons which we of course wanted. A tarpoon is a fish that eats all kinds of stuff and because they are full of bones they are not a nice fish to eat. The ones the restaurant/ bar was feeding was almost a meter

On friday we had a slow day with some card games on the boat and in the late afternoon we went in for a couple of rounds of volleyball at the beach. Saturday we went and did Some Wreck diving before checking out and Moving to the french part of the island. We saw some barracudas and alot of small fishes. My dive sadly came to a fast end because i had some detergent in my mask and when i got some water in it , it started to burn my eyes and when i tried to fix it i got some in my nose and mouth, So we had to go back up, it was really a bummer.


We only stayed a few days on the french side checking in and out in Margoit bay. Stayin One night in Baie de Grand case and one in Anse Marcel. I spent most of the time in bed having a bad cold, while the rest did some snorkeling and exploring On our last day we all went on a hike before leaving for Anguilla.