Day 9 – To Mayreau, Grenadines

Everyone awoke shortly after sunrise, and prepared to get under way. We were in such tight quarters with the other vessels that none of us slept very well. There were a couple of bangs in the night that made us jump up, thinking we (or someone else) had dragged anchor. Lots of noises and the wind would periodically go from 0 to 30, which sounded like everything was blowing away for about 3 minutes then it would quiet again.

Motored out of Port Elizabeth, hoisted sails in Admiralty Bay and headed west around the end of Bequia. We are headed for Mayreau (prounounced My-Row). We were mostly double reefed with winds gusting to around 30, but mostly in the mid 20s.

Kelley & Loren.  Naps are important for busy sailors. Photo by Sheven
Kelley & Loren. Naps are important for busy sailors. Photo by Sheven

Saw lots of flying fish skimming above the water and some larger dolphins. We saw some little mini dolphins a few days ago.

As we approach Mayreau, the water goes turquoise in color. Most of our journeying thus far has been in quite deep water, which is a darker blue. One of the things that makes the waters around this area spectacular is it is more shallow and brighter blue.

We decide to head into Saline Bay, Mayreau and drop anchor. We need to get more potable water before heading to Tobago Cays, and possibly stay the night here.

There is a 1/4 mile long beautiful beach, and we dingy over and spread out on the beach, bask, then swim.

Panorama of the beach on Myrau
Susan & Sheven in panorama of the beach on Mayreau

While there are about a dozen yachts anchored in the bay, we are the only people on the beach. Quite idyllic and amazing.

Dock at Mayreau. Photo by Sheven
Dock at Mayreau. Photo by Sheven

 

Conch shells on the beach. Photo by Sheven
Conch shells on the beach. Photo by Sheven

We walk up through the village, this is the smallest populated island in the Grenadines. We are befriended by a couple of dogs, who guide us up the hill past the houses, “super markets”, restaurants, etc. One of our dogs is clearly the alpha, since when we approach other dogs, they totally cower in submissive mode.

The alpha dog of Mayreau. Photo by Sheven.
The alpha dog of Mayreau. Photo by Sheven.
Doggie tour of Mayreau begins with a walk up the hill. Photo by Sheven
Doggie tour of Mayreau begins with a walk up the hill. Photo by Sheven

The Supermarkets are really just 20 FT by 20 FT houses/sheds with stuff for sale. Pretty much everyone has some kind of business since other than fishing, it appears tourism is the main gig here. ┬áSo we don’t mind too much getting ripped off for a case of Heineken and some jugs of water.

Catholic Church of Mayreau. Photo by Sheven.
Catholic Church of Mayreau. Photo by Sheven.
Behind the Catholic Church at the top of Mayreau, was a great view across to the Tobago Cays, where we are heading tomorrow. Photo by Sheven
Behind the Catholic Church at the top of Mayreau, was a great view across to the Tobago Cays, where we are heading tomorrow. Photo by Sheven
Sunset from our anchorage at Mayreau.  That's Union Island in the distance. Photo by Sheven
Sunset from our anchorage at Mayreau. That’s Union Island in the distance. Photo by Sheven

 

Everyone sleeps pretty well in our nice anchorage.

 

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