It was my girl friend's birthday recently and we decided to take some friends and family out for a cruise on the recently re-launched Ocean Nomad. The engine is in but not all hooked up with fuel tank, exhaust and bits and pieces, to JD had to ferry everyone out to the yacht using Xtreme. 
Anyway, there must have been about 14 of us on the yacht and she sailed very well along the coast out from Jolly Harbour towards Deep Bay. 
With no engine and not a single person apart from me who had sailed on her before we had to be careful. There were a few sailors on board so it was actually pretty easy. We dropped the hook very close to the Andes shipwreck so that we could all jump in and swim. JD had brought his thundercat along with the Xscream ring thing that we used at the kid's parties. 
A few of the big kids enjoyed going for rides while the rest of us ate and drank.Time kinda flew and before long it was time to sail back to Jolly Harbour. 
There were a few squalls and with Galley Bay's point just below us we just used the jib to clear it before we hoisted the big mainsail. 
In Five Islands Harbour the winds kicked up pretty good and Ocean Nomad glided on with grace and speed. 
So much work has gone into this yacht and continues to this day. In fact, this past weekend the greenheart floorboards were put in over the top of the interior lead ballast and the engine box was finished. I think by the end of the week we will be able to get in and out of port under engine power. I dunno how my uncle sailed for all those years without an engine. Charters under the Sailing Antigua company name will probably not be started until later in the summer. To get it perfect it is taking plenty longer than i thought. Sail covers and the awning are being made at the moment by Graham at Antigua Sails, and a head will be constructed shortly. We still have not gotten a ladder either. There is an amazing amount of work that has to be done in order to ''finish'' a wooden boat to the point where she is ready for day tours and charters. 
The journey from the photos taken above back in Carriacou in Feb. where and when i took this boat over has been a rewarding challenge. Its still not finished!
This sailing trip for my GF's birthday was the first time we went for a cruise with regular people and that in itself was a learning experience, and i was glad that it all worked out well. She even helped trim the mainsail as seen above. Nobody could ask for better crew!
My mom and sister who both work with me at Adventure Antigua came with us too and enjoyed it which was very nice. All in all we had a great time and i am even more excited to have the yacht properly finished...soon! A special thanks to the ''crew'' that day as they didn't even know they were going to be crew. Also thanks to Kat and Karine for taking the photos.
There were a few squalls and with Galley Bay's point just below us we just used the jib to clear it before we hoisted the big mainsail. In Five Islands Harbour the winds kicked up pretty good and Ocean Nomad glided on with grace and speed. So much work has gone into this yacht and continues to this day. In fact, this past weekend the greenheart floorboards were put in over the top of the interior lead ballast and the engine box was finished. I think by the end of the week we will be able to get in and out of port under engine power. I dunno how my uncle sailed for all those years without an engine. Charters under the Sailing Antigua company name will probably not be started until later in the summer. To get it perfect it is taking plenty longer than i thought. Sail covers and the awning are being made at the moment by Graham at Antigua Sails, and a head will be constructed shortly. We still have not gotten a ladder either. There is an amazing amount of work that has to be done in order to ''finish'' a wooden boat to the point where she is ready for day tours and charters. The journey from the photos taken above back in Carriacou in Feb. where and when i took this boat over has been a rewarding challenge. Its still not finished!This sailing trip for my GF's birthday was the first time we went for a cruise with regular people and that in itself was a learning experience, and i was glad that it all worked out well. She even helped trim the mainsail as seen above. Nobody could ask for better crew!My mom and sister who both work with me at Adventure Antigua came with us too and enjoyed it which was very nice. All in all we had a great time and i am even more excited to have the yacht properly finished...soon! A special thanks to the ''crew'' that day as they didn't even know they were going to be crew. Also thanks to Kat and Karine for taking the photos. 
You can see that by the end of the day it is saying that it will be 13 knots at 20 hours (8pm). Under the colourful wind speed boxes there is a line for wind direction. On the far left it is pointing from right to left using the compass directions. East is on the right and west is on the left. North is up top and south is below. In this case the winds are coming from the East on the right and blowing towards the west. The next thing is something very important for boaters and especially ones that are kept on moorings off beaches at areas where it is normally calm. Many boats here in Antigua would be safer if people would keep an eye during the winter on this part of windguru. 
With a small fleet of boats to look after, i am constantly checking the weather throughout hurricane season and will let you know if there is anything out there that needs looking at. Every year the forecasters for this area get better and better and i feel more and more relaxed during this season. For now, its going to be a nice calm week coming up after a so so weekend. Tomorrow is my 
The most recent educational adventure we have done with children was with the 6th grade from St. Nicholas school.
Mrs Dean has been a reader of this blog for some time and actually asked me to come and speak about environmental issues some time ago at the school. I spoke to 5th and 6th graders and was so impressed by how smart these little adults were. Anyway, we spoke about doing a trip back then and now just before grade six of 2008 say goodbye to the school they decided to come on my Eco Tour. A few parents, Ms. Dean and most of the class got on board with Wan Lovv, Tony and Ross at Dickenson Bay and did the regular eco tour. 
What makes this tour the best tour on Antigua in my opinion is that is was designed around childhood adventures that my family had up in the North Sound islands and that it has themes of history and ecology. 
For many Antiguans who do the tour the best part is discovering new places and learning loads of new info about an area in this small country that most people don't know about. Of course there is snorkeling, boating, beaching, wildlife, caving discovery and all the other things that make a good Caribbean adventure. According to reports on our Adventure Antigua facebook group the tour went very well. 
We hope to do more of these kids trips because there is no doubt that helping kids see how special these delicate and wondrous areas are will benefit the county as a whole in the future. We'll see. The photos were taken by Mandy Cheremeteff (one of the moms) and were shown on the facebook group. Thanks Mandy!
We have been in such a terrible drought here in Antigua that we have had water rationing by the Gov. All the time weather.com and yahooweather have been reporting on their silly animated 10 day forecasts relentless rain. Anyway, with all the grass almost dead and people having to truck in water to fill their empty cisterns a tropical wave has finally brought us some rain. Its been raining on and off since about 3:30 this morning. 
We have two tours today which are about to be cancelled. We hardly every have to do this (because it hardly rains for longer than a few minutes), but for a change today's forecast isn't looking that good. Blistering sunshine is on the cards for tomorrow, but the ship will be gone..... Oh well the dry island needs rain and we will be hot and sunny and DRY in no time.
I explained that this most wonderful threatened species gets its start in the shallow inshore habitats at this time of the year once the mommy sharks have given birth to them. I told the kids how the mom's know by instinct that they have to leave the area once they had birthed their young ones so that they wouldn't mistake them for their next meal. Upon hearing that the mom's had gone back out to sea two or three of the kids jumped in. We were only a few meters from the shore but i was still impressed at how brave these kids were. Before long we were on board again going further up towards North Beach which would be our camp for the night. 
We were going to use one of the cottages for showers and the pavilion as a dinner spot, but the tents would be sleeping quarters for the group. Ross and i would be sleeping on the boat. Once tents were up I took some of the kids up the coast on a beach combing mission. 
You know from my blogs that i love inspecting the flotsam and jetsam, and i had told the kids that we would probably find at least one message in a bottle. Most of them didn't believe it, but one little girl was very confident and walked ahead eagerly checking each washed up bottle. I collected my usual string of fishing floats which i hang around our boat lift and at my home all the while looking for messages. Its incredible what floats up.......far too much. Some of the kids found a large wooden spool that i suppose must have contained cable at some point but was now lodged in the sand just of the shore. 
They pretended to sit around it so that i would take a photo of them. That would have been the perfect lunch spot and it reminded me of how we started 
How time flies along at a rate of knots! This photo looks like it was taken just yesterday. That boat is now in Thailand!
Anyway, a few minutes later the little girl who had been searching so hard for a bottle managed to find one. There were moisture in the bottle and most of the ink was gone, but we could tell it had been sent from a German cruise ship somewhere in the Atlantic way back in 1998 when these kids were only a year old. Crazy but true. I think the message must have been stuck in the sargasso sea or something, but here is was ten years later on a beach in the Caribbean. Some of the kids thought i had left it on the beach for them. I had heard this from a grown man once before while doing a charter here in Barbuda. Some people just find it hard to believe. Why?
When Ross and i left them in care of the parents back in the North Beach base is was after 10:30 pm and they looked no more tired than when we first saw them that day. Out on the boat the moon was bright enough for Ross and i to go for a little snorkel session without underwater flash lights. It was a pretty cool experience, but once back on the boat the the shower was very cold. It didn't take long for both of us to fall asleep. At 4:30 i woke up and in the distance could see kids still playing by the fire. I was so happy to have moved off shore for the night. Orders to the kids were given fairly early the next morning. Tents were to be packed up before b'fast and once we had all had some eggs we were to load the boat. The first part of the orders went as planned but the loading was done mostly by Ross, an adult and me while the kids kayaked and played in the sea. 
I couldn't blame them though as when i was their age i could never get enough. We were on the move after saying goodbye to the guys at 
The plan was to go to "Louis Beach" which is where ocean waves generated by Hurricane Louis washed through the beach and made another entrance into the lagoon. It was now covered up but still called Louis Beach. Boats from Codrington Village were going to collect the gang and taken them to the Frigate Bird Sanctuary deep inside the mangrove habitat. I stayed back and made lunch which was just finished in time for their return. After lunch and a little playing in the pink sand we cruised up to Coco Point for a little snorkeling before our cruise back to Antigua. 
Ross took a group of little ones and a few parents outside the reef and managed to see a small hawksbill turtle as well as many other fish. One of the kids who had never snorkeled before said she saw a "dorey" fish: "the one like in finding nemo". The ride back wasn't too bumpy and we were in Jolly before 4 pm. All in all it had been a fun trip and Ross and i were going to sleep very well that night. I am sure that everyone had a good time. 
Long time friend and former kitesurfing student (haha), Andre Phillip, told me recently that he’d like to go over for a session with some kite gear and asked if I’d be interested in shooting a few pics of the adventure. 
If he had mentioned it several years ago I would have laughed at the idea. You see, many of us have tried for generations to keep this hidden jewel from being discovered. It was working well until the internet changed everything. Photos and stories of the once hidden paradise are now appearing all over the net. 
Everything from hotel booking sites, to message boards, to photo sharing sites, to blogs. Although Barbuda isn’t our little secret anymore, I hope stories like this one will help people see what makes the place special. First settled by Amerindian natives some 4000 years ago, Barbuda’s name before the Spaniards arrived in 1493 was Wa’omoni. The Spanish named the island Barbuda but never settled on the dry inhospitable place. The British started a colony there in 1666 and later the island was leased by the monarchy to Christopher Codrington for one fat sheep a year. What a good deal that was. For hundreds of years the small village there survived partially on subsistence farming, but it was the sea that brought bounty to the islanders and it wasn’t just in the form of fresh seafood. There are probably more ship wrecks there per mile than anywhere else in the Atlantic and over the years we have snorkeled on too many to remember. Being extremely low lying and the most North Eastern island in the Caribbean archipelago ships slightly off coarse never knew it was there until the sound of the breakers told them it was all too late. The deep Atlantic gets pushed up from the abyss to a treacherous and sharp coral barrier stretching the entire windward coastline, and with no lights at all on the coast, ships met their end there all too often.
I know some readers will say “impossible” but we maintained 25 knots and were in the lee of Barbuda’s 14 mile deserted beach within an hour. The boat was built to carry 23 passengers and 3 crew in almost any seas and easily handled the pounding crossing. One good thing about the strong winds was that Dre was gonna get to do some powered kiting. 
Without a proper north ground swell the barrier reef was a mess and looked impossible to shoot anyone kitesurfing safely. Instead we opted for some shallow flat-water action with the rays and turtles near “fishing creek”. 
Parrot fish and others have been making sand from Barbuda’s coral reefs for millennia and perfect sandy beaches, sand banks and sea scapes create breathtaking vistas in every direction. 
While the crew sat down for the show Dre dazzled and I tried to record the awe. 
After getting his fill we all went to the beach for some chill time. Actually, we had two newbie kitesurfers on board who had to get out there after the inspirational show Dre had just delivered. The rest of us went off beachcombing. Barbuda has over 15 miles of deserted windward facing shoreline as well and collects all variety of flotsam and jetsam. Beachcombing has been one of my life long passions there and finding messages in bottles and other interesting bits and pieces is a sure thing if you keep your eyes open. Mykl and I found two messages…..well almost two. One was a perfect message in a bottle and the other was two single us dollar bills. Quite often the ink fades or gets washed off by months and sometimes years of condensation. Anyway, when we opened them later the money had no ink other than Uncle Sam’s very own unwashable green. 
The other bottle had a very interesting message send from the island on Lanzarote in the Canary Islands off Africa. That huge circular Atlantic current goes clockwise connecting the canaries, Africa, the Caribbean, the USA and its gulf stream, Newfoundland, Great Britain, France, Spain, Portugal, and back to Africa. We have found messages from all of those areas which have drifted up on Barbuda’s windward shoreline. 
While Olly and JD did a perfect and picturesque kitesurfing downwinder, we followed in Xtreme doing a little fishing. 
All seven of us were going to be staying at 
In other words we had the perfect place to spend the weekend. 
Reuben, the owner built these cottages just after a category 5 hurricane flattened his last attempt back in 1995. The three little cottages are built around a central pavilion and kitchen. 
All food and drinks are provided and all you have to do is enjoy the idyllic natural surroundings of your own private bit of paradise. 
The only other souls you see while staying there are the occasional fishermen going past after making the 30 minute trip from town. 
We had a blast and Dre made the most of the protected shoreline adjacent to the property. 
Late in the afternoon and again in the morning he sessioned the point just five minutes walk from our cottages. 
Kitesurfing within this natural coastal environment made Dre extremely proud to call this home. 
Its one thing to go with a bunch of industry associates on a work related adventure to some remote exotic shore somewhere hidden in the pacific ocean, but being right at home with a few friends doing it for real is way more rewarding and relaxing. Reuben, the owner of North Beach, is a long time family friend and let us do our own thing after showing us how to run the generator and reverse osmosis system. 
With the old pirogue from my childhood days, we caught fish for dinner and explored the mangrove inlets at the entrance of the lagoon. 
The incredible eco systems worked in harmony around us as we visited as if aliens secretly viewing a far off planet. 
As I said earlier, I won’t ever get tired of doing this kinda stuff and I pray that the people of Barbuda don’t allow big hotels to come in and spoil it all. 
There is only one large hotel and even that isn’t that big. Before making our crossing back to Antigua, two nights and three days after arriving, we made a stop at the closest point to home. Coco Point that is. 
Coco Point Lodge was started in 1962 as fishing and hunting lodge by a wealthy New York lawyer. I read his book once and he described chartering a plane in Puerto Rico and searching for the Caribbean’s most perfect beach. There isn’t much doubt in our minds that he found it back then and its perfect for just about everything including kitesurfing. As we arrived on Xtreme we noticed that guests staying there had about 5 little kites flying from the palm covered beach. 
With 164 acres of land on its very own peninsular, the 34 hotel rooms have amazing views of both the Atlantic on the windward side and the Caribbean Sea on the lee side. 
Dre and Olly had to experience the views from a different perspective….from the water! 
Wow it was beautiful to see even from behind the viewfinder, and as if the wind gods were listening to my girlfriend, it started to get light just when we were ready to make the move back to Antigua. 
The fast ride home was smooth, and we were back in port with plenty of time to get washed up and run off to the cricket match with bottles of rum in toe. Cricket is another Caribbean story all together!