The banana pancakes weren't nearly as good because they gave me COCONUT pancakes since that is what Scott ordered. Grrrr. Nine RVers were off to check out the diving. We sat for a while watching a very entertaining side show on the small pier by the resort. There were several shore excursions launching from the pier by the hotel and watching the comedy show of trying to herd those unfamiliar with moving from a solid object to a moving one proved to be worthy of a lazy day in the islands.
We did some reseach and decided to go to Ottley's for lunch and walk their trail through the rainforest. We checked the website and CLOSED for renovations. Well, that plan hit a brick wall. We weren't the only ones. Victoria had been wanting to ride the island train, which is sometimes closed on Monday and sometimes Wednesday. Guess which day it was closed this week. Oh well, welcome to the way planning can go in the islands.
Plan B - grab a cab, stop at the Timothy Hill overlook, and then on to the the other side of the hill for lunch.
Atlantic on the west and Caribbean on the right. Nevis is the big hill in the back. We'll make a stop there for fuel before making our way to Grenda.
Tunnel through Timothy Hill
A rocky view with Nevis in the back again.
We made our way to Shipwreck Beach bar which had some good recommendations. I can see it being a good place for a drink as the sun sets, but stay away from the food. Definitely bottom of the barrel so far on this trip.
At the other end of the bay, we were sure the busy beach must have been a decent sized resort. There were people swarming like ants in and out of the water. When we got there we realized there were no rooms to be seen. It was a mass of cruise ship passengers invading the beach. It was definitely time to return to the quiet beach that was almost all ours just on the other side of the hill.
Resort dive location for those that came off the cruise ship. I'm pretty sure Rosie would say, 'why bother?'
Umbrellas in a perfect row covering a good swath of the sand.
More people, water sports, and trash on the beach.
Back to the room for a change of clothes and time to visit the water. Scott and I floated for about an hour in the water - one of our favorite things to do in the buoyant salt water.
Then off to the room to clean up and start packing for the morning. It's time to make our way to Grenada. We gathered again to share stories from the day in the bright sun and stiff breeze.