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Saturday Night Dinner at Foxy's and the end of the Charter

Jost Van Dyke, St John and St. Thomas


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Saturday 8 February 1997 (continued)

Bob had started to have a problem with double vision - and the masts in the marina at Virgin Gorda had really made him dizzy. There were a lot of masts, and he saw two masts for every one. This was eventually diagnosed as a blood clot back of the retina of one eye and when the blood clot was resorbed his vision returned to normal.

We went to Jost Van Dyke for the Saturday buffet at Foxy's. Foxy's has pennants and notes stapled to the beams and posts
Stuff stapled to Foxy's ceiling

Stuff stapled to Foxy's ceiling

3146ae70-f3d9-11ea-ba61-6fdf89fce48b.jpgFoxy's

Foxy's


Foxy Callwood is a philosopher, singer, song writer, and entrepreneur who has made Jost Van Dyke (an island only accessible by boat) into a world travel destination. Always barefoot, with a 100 watt smile, he and his English wife Tessa host a party every night. And Saturday it was the time for BBQ. We treated Don and Gwen as they had been cooking for us all week. It was $102 for four + $11.00 drinks.
Don waiting for dinner

Don waiting for dinner

2a6a3e00-f3d9-11ea-9626-5393a5d1ce78.jpgDinner

Dinner


Bob thought that an eye patch would work to cure his double vision, so Gwen asked around to see if anyone had one. They talked to Foxy's wife and she gave him the eye mask that they gave her when she flew back to England to see her family. (Foxy went with her - barefoot even on the plane)
Gwen with Foxy's daughter

Gwen with Foxy's daughter


Bob with his eye patch after an evening at Foxy's

Bob with his eye patch after an evening at Foxy's

Sunday 9 February 1997

123411947298416-Jost_Van_Dyk..in_Islands.jpgJost Van Dyke beach

Jost Van Dyke beach


We had breakfast on the boat and then went ashore
Dock at Jost

Dock at Jost


Hammock on Foxy's beach

Hammock on Foxy's beach


to shop at Foxy's where I spent $103.

We did the last dive of the charter at Sandy Spit (off Green Cay)
After lunch, we sailed back to St. John
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Drake Channel

Drake Channel

Captain at the wheel- Bob with his "eyepatch"

Captain at the wheel- Bob with his "eyepatch"


Don wanted to know what I had bought so he could report it to Customs. When he was on the radio reporting, I heard someone calling Blythe Spirit on the radio. I knew my first cousin had a boat by that name, so we called them. We made arrangements to meet for lunch the next day
A small island from the charter boat

A small island from the charter boat

Francis Bay

Francis Bay


We anchored in Francis Bay.
Anchorage

Anchorage

Evening

Evening


After dinner, we packed our bags

Monday 10 February 1997

Sunrise

Sunrise


We sailed the short distance from Francis Bay, St. John to Red Hook, St. Thomas,
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Sailing to St. Thomas

0210-110991216_09.jpgFrom Whisper

From Whisper

Tackless II - Don's boat - A CSY Walkover

Tackless II - Don's boat - A CSY Walkover

Leaving Whisper

Leaving Whisper

Gas dock

Gas dock

Dinghy dock

Dinghy dock


and took the dinghy Shout in to the dock.
Charter captains with me and Bob in Red Hook

Charter captains with me and Bob in Red Hook


We got a taxi to the marina where my cousin Mariby and her husband Skip were staying. They told us that they had started out from Norfolk and ran into a storm which had broken their steering. So they put in to Bermuda. It was Italian made steering and they had to order it from Italy. They left Bermuda but the engine was using enormous amounts of oil so they shut it off and were proceeding under sail. Unfortunately the folks in Bermuda had installed the steering rods backward, so they broke. They sailed, using the auxiliary controls (which involves steering from inside the aft cabin without being able to see the sails, all the way down to the Virgin Island at which time they got a tow to the marina. They were waiting here to get another set of steering rods from Italy. We visited their boat,
My cousin on Blythe Spirit - her boat

My cousin on Blythe Spirit - her boat


and had lunch with them
My first cousin and her husband

My first cousin and her husband


After lunch, we got a taxi to the airport,
From the taxi on the way to the airport

From the taxi on the way to the airport


and flew back home.
Airport in St. Thomas - waiting to leave

Airport in St. Thomas - waiting to leave

Another plane landing as we wait to take off

Another plane landing as we wait to take off

Lifting off

Lifting off

Posted by greatgrandmaR 20:08 Archived in British Virgin Islands Tagged sailing st_thomas jost_van_dyke usvi st_john bvi foxys

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These photos make me miss travelling a lot! Here it is starting to getting colder and it's raining every other day, so I quit yearn a sights like these!

by hennaonthetrek

Me too. I have booked a trip on a little ship right around here for May next year. I can hardly wait.

by greatgrandmaR

I quite envy you! I don't have anything booked and not have a glue where to next, not even when..Maybe next summer..

by hennaonthetrek

Well according to Dr. Fauci, we won't be back to normal until later in 2021 and maybe the beginning of 2022. One can only hope.

by greatgrandmaR

I don't know who Dr. Fauci is but he (or she..) might be right. Australia has closed NT borders for the next 18 months in order to keep aboriginals safe and I can't see how they would be the only country to take such measures..Time will tell..

by hennaonthetrek

Anthony Stephen Fauci is an American physician and immunologist who has served as the director of the National Institute of Allergy and Infectious Diseases since 1984. He stands up to Trump just enough so that Trump doesn't fire him and he has gotten quite popular so that Trump doesn't dare do anything drastic to him.

by greatgrandmaR

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