Tyrell Bay, Carricou

Thursday morning we were up early to get ready to go, I popped across to the Supermarket whilst Kevin did the final boat checks and then when it was free we went across to the fuel dock at Grenada Yacht Club. Ziggy was at the balcony already ready to wave us off and to bring us a card and bottle of Rum Punch for old times sake! I went ahead to start the check out procedure with customs – filling in exactly the same triple carbonated form as when you arrive but this time ticking the box that says Outbound instead of Inbound. There was a bit of a queue and Ziggy sat with me and reminded me that there’s no rush – he is definitely on Caribbean time now. After a slight delay for the tanker to fill the fuel and for that to settle we were ready to go, we said our farewells to Ziggy and finally departed from Grenada.


Invincible at the fuel dock, Grenada yacht club ready to depart

We raised the sails with a decent breeze unusually for the lee of the island and started to head north and within a few minutes we saw a large Wahoo leap from the surface of the water in a deadly pursuit of its prey. Wahoo is our favourite fish and Kevin was very disappointed that we did not yet have the fishing lines in the water, but was very quick to get them on deck straight away after that! We’d prepared ourselves for a long and bumpy ride north and had planned to do an overnight sail straight to St. Lucia, but after our discussions with Ziggy we thought “What’s the rush?” and decided to do day hops instead. It was a bit of a bumpy trip across the channel between Grenada and Carriacou into Tyrell Bay and it seemed to take forever to get in. We anchored near the beach though and had a lovely peaceful evening on the boat and a long and very deep sleep.