Our sail to Barbuda was enjoyable and we were able to sail most of the way.  I struggled a little with seasickness because I didn’t take any medication and I’m out of ginger chews.  Several boats were sailing in the same direction on the same day and we could see them spread out all around us.  We were actually thankful for that. 

Approximately half way to Barbuda we noticed three small fishing boats closing in on us.  They seemed to be chatting over the radio emergency channel 16, but they were difficult to understand.  Steve asked me to stay inside and he started staring the closest boat down.  As soon as he did that, the boat pulled away from us and moved on.  We are not sure what they were up to and it would have been incredibly odd for them to communicate via the emergency channel if they were planning something nefarious.  Anyways, the crisis was averted and we enjoyed the rest of the sail. 

We arrived in Barbuda and anchored off of the beach close to Codrington Lagoon.  There were a half a dozen boats there along the long, uninhabited beach.  The water sparkled turquoise and the sand glistened in the sunshine.  It was breathtakingly beautiful.  Steve wasn’t excited about taking the dinghy into town, so we enjoyed the view and sailed to Coco Point the next day.