At sunrise, fishermen are all over Anse Cachon. They have 3-5 people in a narrow, long, wooden boat with an outboard. They use palm fronds to hit the water, then they have one guy with a snorkel hop in the water and scout for fish. If that spotter gives a positive indication, they throw in a big net and circle the area with the boat. Then they get everyone in the boat to drag in the net. There is one guy in the boat whose entire job is to bail while all this is going on. It looked to me like the guy driving the outboard was in charge and the bailer was at the bottom of the rung (trainee).

Every morning we would see at least 3 crews go through the area. They ignore the anchored yachts and it is interesting to watch. I assume this practice is as old as inhabitants have been on the island (except for the outboard and the plastic mask/snorkel).

Surprisingly, there were few days when the sunsets were fabulous, so we were required to take a pic.

We met this woman outside the gate to the Rodney Bay marina in St. Lucia. The first time we walked by, we just chatted her up to see what she had to sell and what her schedule was. Interestingly, we found out that her schedule was “I’m here until I run out of food”, and, when she found out that we were going to the grocery store, she gave us her frequent-shopper card.

I didn’t quite understand this, as it seemed like she was giving us a credit card or something. I think she was just very trusting, wanted us to get any discounts that we otherwise wouldn’t get, and wanted to run up her points. Anyways, I thought it was something that never would happen in the U.S.

We ended up buying some rotis from her later in our stay. (A roti is a local “wrap” that has some kind of curry-based mixture inside. Either chicken or beef as I recall. Also, the shell is not wheat or corn-based – something else.) The rotis were fantastic. I believe she had been very highly reviewed on TripAdvisor. I also thought that was funny – that street vendors were getting reviewed on TripAdvisor.

This is a standard tourist destination, although the day we were there, no one else was there. COVID.

We got a tour-guide and decided to walk in. Strong smell of sulfur, lots of vents, and hot springs. We took the tour, didn’t buy any trinkets from the street vendors, and left.

One day we rented a car and decided to see much of the island that we couldn’t see from the water. Around lunch time, we stopped at this beach bar in the south of St. Lucia. It is very close to the air-strip in the south. There were a couple of other people there, but otherwise very empty. My impression was that this beach is normally very busy – signs for kit boarding lessons and festivals.

We met the owner/chef and ordered some lunch. It was fine and we sat out and enjoyed the beach. Very nice beach with a big, open, and seemingly protected bay. Unfortunately, it’s also known as an area where there is crime against tourists and boaters.

We were told about this guy from a Canadian couple we met in Antigua. We thought they were kidding, but this guy has a small, wooden boat that he has covered with a “thatched” roof and then filled with fruits and vegetables. Apparently, in normal times he comes out to all the boats in their slips and delivers fruits and vegetables (for a price). When we were at the marina, he was attached to the dinghy dock, probably to keep him from spreading the ‘rona. Nice guy, a little pushy, OK fruits and vegetables, a little over-priced. He gets re-stocked daily and has a pretty decent selection. Always fun to dicker about price and talk to local businessmen, but not something I am personally looking for on a daily basis, when I can walk another 100 feet to a grocery store with the same items. The boat looks pretty rough from the outside.

Just a shot of the Rodney Bay marina from one of the buildings on shore in the marina. Nice marina, not very occupied while we were there because of the ‘rona.

Our boat is not in this shot. I believe this is the rental dock were the boats are charted by various vendors. Pretty much nobody was renting while we were there. I’m not even sure the charter companies were operating.

The restaurants at the marina were closed for much of the time we were there and just opened for limited lunch hours toward the last days of our visit.

I just couldn’t resist this boat-for-sale, literally within a stone’s throw of the marina with 100’s of expensive yachts. I know this is a local sale, and everyone has to make a living, but it was just such a juxtaposition that I had to take a pic.

We were anchored in Falmouth Harbor in the south of Antigua before our long journey down to St. Lucia and we decided to take one final trip ashore to both check out at immigration and to take some final pictures.

These are the classic pillars of English Harbor which you see in all pics of the harbor. They are actually not supposed to be just standing pillars, rather when they were functional, they held up the roof of a large sail-repair shop. On the other side of the pillars, there are remnants of ditches where you could pull boats in that carried the sails.

A shot of the resort and homes to the south of the harbor on the bluff.