The day we sailed Jessica from Anegada to Cane Garden Bay was divine. Winds at a steady 11-13 k made for the most delightful sailing imaginable, and since we had the sails up the tramp was shaded and breezy.
CGB looks like a picture perfect postcard , one of the prettiest spots we saw in the week long visit – and totally uncrowded. We had reservations at Myetts, and due to a snafu, had been bumped from our beachfront room to The Cottages. This news was delivered with a profuse apology and the assurance that our night at the Cottages would be at no charge. More about the really fine folks at Myetts later. The Cottages are pink and charming, right across the street from an old cemetery , and in the midst of palm- shaded, immaculately groomed grounds populated by several hens with fluffy chicks, and a couple of roosters. There is a living room with kitchen, screened dining porch, large bathroom and bedroom all decorated with white wicker furniture. Unfortunately, only the bedroom is air conditioned so the rest of the cute place is suffocatingly hot and un- inhabitable. It is hard to imagine why such lovely lodgings would be designed to be unable to fully utilize.
But we are headed back out to the moored Jessica for a cookout. It’s Terri, Jimmy and I back in the galley tonight for another sweat fest. We fixed the best bacon avocado cheeseburgers imaginable, but side dish of baked beans turns out to be bad idea. Boat ovens do not get hot enough to bake beans, so we had to just heat ‘em up on top of stove.
Then we pile into dinghys to catch Quito – the solo show as this was a Wednesday. What an unforgettable night - all of us dancing to Quitos great tunes, and we practically had the place to ourselves.
Next day Jessica and crew were off to Jost Van Dyke. Andy and I want badly to go with, but do not want to give up our room at Myetts. We were explaining our dilemma to a staff member in the restaurant when Sandman arrives, and introduces us to his brother Kareem. They offer to pick us up at Foxys in their boat – said they would meet us there at 5:00. Once again we are amazed by the wonderful people we meet in BVI’s.
We have to motor to Jost, also include a snorkeling layover at Sandy Spit for lunch. Spinach wraps with turkey, bacon, avocado and Swiss were the hit of the trip. Turns out wraps are much easier to handle and eat than traditional sandwiches and wraps do not spoil the way bread does. The crowds were out full force at JVD’s Soggy Dollar. In fact this was the only crowd experience of the entire trip. Swarms of young people are ferried over here to purchase Painkillers and T shirts. We got in line with the rest of them and bought our share.
Next door to SD, crew member Diane was investing abut three hours in a headful of braids, so Andy and I were motored/dinghied over to Foxys. What a surprise! The Rhymer family – Sandman, Kareem, Valerie, little Lilli and her brother all waiting for us with big smiles at a picnic table with Foxy. They politely asked if we were in a hurry to return, and of course we were not. Spent a memorable afternoon and early evening here, and had such fun on the boat ride back. The kids were beyond adorable, all the children we encountered in the Islands were exceptionally poised and beautifully mannered.
Back at Myetts, our belongings had been transferred from the Cottage to the long awaited beachfront room. Beautiful! I could stay here forever. Did I mention that every room at Myetts contains a gift bottle of rum??!!! At night the beachfront restaurant at Myetts is transformed into a tropical fairy garden of twinkling lights and romantic music. The Lobster dinner here is to die for – and yes the complimentary and ever so essential OFF is prominently displayed, but this has ceased to faze me. I am just too overwhelmed with the hospitality and beautiful surroundings at Myetts .
