Glorious GRENADA
“God must have been a sailor when he created the Caribbean,” a friend once told me. “How else could he have so perfectly aligned the crescent of West Indian islands running north to south with tradewinds blowing from the east at about Force 4-5 almost every day of the year?” I could see God’s perfect work for myself as I looked out the window of the plane taking me to Grenada. The Grenadines are as close to sailing paradise as you’ll find in the Caribbean and the islands are as lush as they come.
It was November, and it was a case of three men on a boat looking for an early winter escape. My friends Pete and Ralph flew down from Boston, and we met at a bar called the Dodgy Dock in True Blue Bay, right next door to the Horizon Yacht Charters base. True Blue Bay Resort is a great place to relax and spend the first and last nights of your charter. I couldn’t wait to get afloat, and a day later I was helming our well-named Bavaria 45, Dream Maker, north on the sparkling azure seas toward Carriacou, our first island stop.
Three hours out from the bay we passed
