We are still buddy boating with Wingo and Deuces Wild. We left Bequia on the 28th and two of us stopped at Isle A Quatre to snorkel. It is just a seven-ish nm sail from Bequia to the island:

We went to the big bay on the south side of the island. There was a nice variety of fish, including a decent-size barracuda. The coral wasn’t all that great and not very colorful. But we enjoyed the snorkeling!

Here are some pics of the short passage and of leaving the bay.

A big area of sargassum.

Our next stop was about a six mile SE trip to Mustique. We moored on the west side of the island about half way down the coast.

Here are some pictures of us leaving the bay on Isle A Quatre and heading to Mustique.

I think this is where I used the buoy catcher for the first time. It worked well. This is what it looks like both extended and compacted:

Safely on the ball!

Mustique is home to dramatic hills, serene beaches, and luxury villas. It is an extremely wealthy island. We took a walk along the shore, then grabbed a bite and a couple of beverages at Basil’s Bar in the late afternoon/early evening. For 50 years, this beach bar has been a go-to spot for fishermen, locals and visitors to kick back and relax.

We went snorkeling in Mustique. An eagle ray was on the bottom and started swimming up to us to check us out. It took a good look at us and either decided we were boring or non-threatening, or both, and went on its way. The coral looked a bit better here, I thought. More fan and brain coral. Still next to no color.

Here are some pictures from our walk along the beautiful beach. There is also a conch island!

This is Lola. She weighs nine pounds. She went in after her mommy and stood in the water before swimming out to her.

At the restaurant/bar:

The three boats motored/sailed to Mayreau on the 30th. We stopped at the grocery in Mustique before we left.

From that same home, decorations along their cement “fence”:

What delightful homes! The grocery store (on the right) is even pretty.

And we’re on our way to Mayreau!

This is the beach where we are all moored in Mayreau. We stayed at the tip of the island in Saltwhistle Bay for three nights.

Five of us walked to town on the 31st. It was a warm day and there were some steep hills. As we were walking back, a lovely young woman invited us to come into the bar for a beer. Of course!

It turned out to be Bob’s bar. Bob seems to be a bit of an institution in Mayreau. His heart is filled with love and generosity. There were two other guys there plus the woman and our group. We visited with them for about an hour. We learned a lot about the destruction Beryl inflicted on Mayreau in July 2024. They are still rebuilding almost a year later. One of the guys we were chatting with usually works seven days a week doing repairs. (He took the day off today because he drank too much the night before. Ha Ha!) He talked about how he and at least his grandmother (maybe others) hid in his bathroom for five hours. He also told us that a huge boulder landed on the sofa where his grandmother had been sitting before they took shelter in the bathroom.

Here are some pictures of Bob’s bar, Bob and our walk.

This catamaran blew from the water to the land during the hurricane:

We had dinner ashore. We saw the fish we were going to eat in buckets on the shore. That’s how fresh they were!

Cathie’s conch:

My fish (maybe red snapper?):

Michael and I chilled quite a bit on the 1st. I did go for a short run (it was hot), then we went for a swim and read our Kindles on the beach. We then had a cold one at Mama’s. We joined the gang on Wingo (Cathie and Greg’s boat) for sundowners and snacks that evening.

We all (still three boats) motored the three nm to the Togabo Cays on June 2.

At anchor. This is where we are located (blue dot):

Coming into the anchorage:

At anchor:

We are still seeing haziness in the distance due to Sarahan dust. It is a small world.

We will continue our visit to the Tobago Cays and Union Island in the next post.