WHEN ASKED WHERE to go for the “last lunch,” the answer was to the “unique tropical setting,” The Aquarium Restaurant.  It is on Magazine Beach. You get the picture.

Enticing entry. As this is also Maca Bana, “an intimate collection of seven solar powered, artistically designed ‘banas’.”

Ah, La Sirena.                                           Chilled wine cellar greeted us as we entered.

Saucy artwork set the mood.

It sits right on the beach. St. George’s is in the background.

Lovely bar.

Warnings of demon rum . . . or something.

Bernard, a craftsman on the beach, sold us the bracelets Deborah is wearing as earrings.

La Sirena, the mermaid in Spanish. Deb mermaided up onto Gene’s lap. Cute.

The food was delicious at The Aquarium, and the ambiance very mellow and classy. But alas we had to leave and head back to Moody Blues.

We know Deborah had a good time as we did with her. She is now a seasoned sailor having beat into 20–25 knots of wind, sailed with a reefed main, rocked and rolled all night long and dinghied all over the place. We hate to see her go. But like she said,” I’lllll be back!”

Two duckies in the Tobago Cays.

OUR SENSATION TOUR had Gene, Deborah and I into Moody Blues’ dinghy at 8:45 a.m. on Wednesday, 02–24–2010, and over to De Big Fish restaurant dock to meet up with K & J Tours.

Cosmos was our driver and also “aboard” the tour van were Bob and Barbara of the s/v Restless Soul.

Cosmos took us high up onto South East Mountain, in the providence of St. Andrew’s into the Grand Etang Forest Reserve. The drive was an experience in itself as it was so beautiful. Our destination was to hike into the Seven Sisters Falls. 

As usual the roads are narrow and get jammed up a bit, but Cosmos stopped to let us out then parked.

Walking sticks were available and highly encouraged, even for the little guy. Gene when later carrying my walking stick (it conflicted with focusing the camera) decided that using two sticks was a terrific way to go. Like a dog with four legs!

I don’t know why I thought we’d be the only ones going to look at the falls.

The hike was arduous. They say it was good it was dry, for when wet it’s slippery.

Helonconia (sp) was everywhere and beyond along the trail.

I don’t know what this is but thought pretty.

Ditto.                                            Much of the trail along the hillside was overgrown like this.

Hibuscus. And, and, and . . . Deb knew most of these plants as many grow in California and in Hawaii.

Bamboo stairway to heaven with Deb at the top.       Falls this way. Okay.

First impression.

Gene and Deb checking it out.                      Deb jumped right in.

Susea & Deb, Gene taking the shots. Susea not wanting to get out of the refreshing fresh water.

Lower fall.                                                   Mister Butterfly, the diver you will see.

Okay . . .

No jumping in the falls except for Mister Butterfly. This looks like a head dive or like he was shot. When he came up and moved away all these guys then gals started jumping in to this lower falls too.

You couldn’t go to the upper falls without a tour guide. He’s guarding the path.

Resting on the way back. It was hot.            Gene and Deb crossing a small valley.

This sign was a bit intimadating. With the skull & crossbones it read more like chop [your] head off.

But these gardener guys were nice, they’d never chop your head off! They let me take their picture.

Private residence.                              Bet the above machette comes in handy to cut pineapple.

I think this is a mule or donkey not a horse tethered in one of many gardens.

Cabbage.

Moo!

Back in the van heading down the hill relaxing after the long hike. Our driver, Cosmos was great.

But wait! There was a side-show. Cosmos graciously stopped for us to see the Grenadian women dressed for photos and the wild mono monkey who came out of the Gran Etang National Forest for us.

He was not intimated at all. Yet, we backed off.

He was very pretty strutted his stuff. (And we do know it was a “he”.)

Cosmos stopped so we could admire the view to the SW. That’s Point Saline in the far distance. It is where we were headed next to the famous Aquarium Restaurant for lunch. It is also where the airport is, but like Deborah said to me, “Don’t go there.” Besides we were still touring and and the Hills Are Alive.

Next post The Aquarium Restaurant. Hope you enjoyed the falls. Thank you K & J Tours. We had a great time.

GOOD-BYE TO Carriacou, St. Vincent and the Grenadines.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hello Grenadian customs. To make the story of Deborah’s arrival clearer, let me explain: Because Deborah flew into Grenada on a plane (American Airlines) and was going to stay on a boat (Moody Blues), customs at Maurice Bishop International Airport, Point Salines, asked her where the boat (Moody Blues) was berthed.

“In the marina,” Deborah said. “Which marina?” she was asked. “The nice” one,” she answered.

Well, there are a lot of “nice” marinas here in Grenada, so they made her sit and wait until someone could escort her outside to ask Gene which “nice” marina we were in. (We were in Pt. Louis in St. Georges because it would put us 2 hours +/- closer to Carriacou.)

So then we left Grenada on Moody Blues on Wednesday, 02-17-10, and beat our brains out getting up to Tyrrel Bay, Carriacou where we got a good nights sleep, lots of constellations like the Southern Cross and Scorpio. The next day (Thursday 02-18-10) we weighed anchor and motored around to Hillsborough, Carriacou, anchored, put up our Q (Quarentine) flag and went ashore where all three of us, including Moody Blues, checked out of the country of Grenada.

Then we sailed Moody Blues the short distance (12 miles) NNW to Union Island (which is the country of St. Vincent and the Grenadines), got a mooring buoy for 20 EC ($8 USD) from a boat boy (for 3 hours), put up the Q Flag and went ashore to check into the country (St. Vincent and the Grenadines).  After checking in, we walked around a bit then went back to Moody Blues where Gene took down the Q Flag, put up the St. Vincent’s flag, we slipped our mooring and headed for the Tobago Cays.

When we left the Tobago Cays (02-15-10) we motored around Mayreau to show Deb Salt Whistle Bay and headed back to Union Island to check out of customs. And did the whole check in and out of customs in reverse, except checking in into Prickly Bay, Grenada (on Monday 02-22-10) and because Deborah is leaving on American Airlines her check back into Grenada was different than ours.  As you can see, this checking in and out is nothing to sneeze about. 

So then with Deb’s visit rapidly coming to a close, we had to make sure she got to see Grenada too! So we hired Bernard John to take us in his Taxi up to a couple of  gardens.

The first was Laura’s Herb and Spice Farm. As I had posted so many photos of this earlier (02-02-10–East Side Grenada Tour Morning ) I’m going to skip it and go right to the second Gardens we visited.

Bay Gardens in St. Paul.

Our tour guide.

 

The famous callaloo leaf of the dasheen plant. It’s soup can be delicious.

Deborah tasting an unripe cocoa seed.         Like tequila, this worm goes in some rums.

Twisty plant.                                                 Colorful lizard.

A type of palm tree (I think . . . )                     Bernard John, our driver.

A humingbird nest with two babies in it. (This was a wow.)

Heading into St. George’s, the capital of Grenada, to have lunch and shop.

The hill above the Carenage (the waterfront), note the narrow, steep hills. This is why St. George’s is called, The City on a Hill.

Deborah and Gene walking the Sentdall Tunnel. It is a super narrow one-way tunnel through the hillside. Basically a short cut if you don’t want to walk up and over the steep, steep hill; and a trip to walk through.

Deborah after a good day.