May BVI: Tortola and The Baths

Virgin Gorda (the fat virgin) was so named by the Christopher Columbus crowd because the shape of the island supposedly looked like a fat virgin reposing in the sand. Whatever. I have to agree with Craig...these were men who had just spent too long at sea without any, well, company. I have taken artistic license with the view to help our reading public make the visual:

Monday morning, 5-25 we sailed over to The Baths at Virgin Gorda. We got there about lunchtime and were glad to find a spot as this is a very popular location. One dinghies in a certain distance and then swims into shore for a hike/climb amongst the granite boulders. There is a nice beach on the other side of the boulders for a cool down swim…also a restaurant/pool which is another hike up the hill.
We left late afternoon for Cane Garden Bay after replacing the blower to the engine room which apparently experienced sudden cardiac death. This is not engine exhaust. This unit draws fresh air into the engine room and exhausts hot air out. It worked just fine, right up until we tried to turn it on for our departure. Magic bag not needed. Whew.

Does this look like a skull face to you????

This photo opp is specifically for our Shrader readers. Kristie has been brought into the Keen fold...with a spectacular color selection, I might add. Teal! How many pairs can I justify having??

View from the top of the hill. Craig enjoying a fruity drink and then employing his newfound strength because the rock was in my path. He is The Man.

A few critter pictures for Mom...

Bless his heart, but I love the shirt...

This seagull was drafting behind our main sail....