The first time my wife and I sailed in the BVI - I think it was May of '95 - Trellis was a hopping place. So many boats anchored that you could just about walk across the bay without getting wet. The Last Resort was a charming spot with live entertainment and a buffet dinner with a packed house. Including a donkey that would poke it's head in through the top half of the dutch door! It was a fun place. Those were the days!