We had a nice downwind sail today from Trellis Bay to Sandy Spit, a tiny deserted island. Similar to Sandy Cay, one of our day stops on the last trip, Sandy Spit looks like the quintessential Corona ad. A sliver of sand and a few palm trees - a little slice of paradise.
We didn't stop at Sandy Spit last time because the only way to visit is by dropping anchor. Of course, we know how to use the anchor. We just haven't done it much. The tourism board of the BVIs has installed mooring balls in most anchorages so they've made it very easy to just pick up a ball. But we really wanted to work on our anchoring skills this trip so Sandy Spit was the perfect place to practice.
We arrived just in time for lunch. Once on the hook (at anchor), we took the dinghy ashore and did some snorkeling. My favorite was the fish nursery where we saw baby blue tang bobbing along behind their mother. Back at the boat, we were encouraged to see that our anchoring skills passed the test and we didn't move an inch.
We're spending the night at a mooring in Great Harbor, Jost Van Dyke. There are several boats around us, filled with groups of friends traveling together. As we hear them laughing and toasting the sunset, we can't help but think our friend, Jay Roberts. Jay is the life of every party. One of our best memories of the tropics is the vacation we spent with Jay and his wife Joelle in Key West a few years ago. We can't wait to bring them here once Jay is well and able. Please keep him in your thoughts and prayers during this difficult time.
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