TYRREL BAY

Moody Blues safely anchored in Tyrrel Bay, Carriacou (carry-ah-cou).

With the mainsail cover on, Gene's adding bungee cords to quiet the rigging's rattle.

Here comes the rain again.

Not just "rain" a deluge!

If I were brave I'd get out in it and show you what it's really like!

After four nights in Tyrrel Bay, the rain let up a bit and we finally went to shore. This is the new dock that offers fuel, water and ice. A boat no longer needs to go to Petite Martinique (the 3rd of 3 Grenadian Grenadines). 

Gene meeting and making an appointment to get fuel.

 

We walked along the beach to get to the bus stop.

 A bus driver came along and we asked him if would please pick us up on his way back into Hillsborough (the main town and capital of Carriacou) as we wanted to walk for awhile.

Dead or alive? Probably a choice.

We walked far enough to get this message. Then the bus came, we hopped in and headed up and down over hills, through valley's along Paradise Beach into busy Hillsborough .