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Bermuda The passage; yachts in distress; gales; friends in Bermuda. |
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For the first time in 18 months our oilskins were out as temperatures cooled and the rain poured. In between, warm sunshine to dry out. With a rather gloomy forecast we raced to arrive in Bermuda before the next front with squally weather, making it with just a day to spare. Other yachts
were not so fortunate and over the following few days those arriving
from the Caribbean and the USA took a bit of a pounding. Several yachts
arrived with torn sails, damaged steering, in 2 cases no mast, and we
listened to Bermuda is a
very beautiful set of islands. Full of history, wonderful small bays,
forts to explore, crystal clear water, and many friendly and generous
people. When we were there we went to lots of old castles, and looked at
the huge cannons and guns. We visited a castle called Martello Tower, it
was a round tower with a revolving gun on top. We also went to Gates
fort, Ferry Island Fort, St Georges Fort and the navel dockyard.
We stayed in the town of St Georges behind the nice protective reef. We went to Hamilton a few times by bus, and me, Grum, George and Jack went to see a parade there as well. Most interesting of all was our visit to Bermuda Radio who provide safety and advice to all shipping in the Bermudan area, giving lots of reassurance to yachtsman. Ian (from Swansea) was our attentive and informative guide inbetween answering radio calls and contacting vessels spotted on radar. Ian was a star and before our departure visited Double Waters and left us with more books and magazines. We also went to the Dockyard and watched Indiana Jones in the little cinema. We went to the museum and had a good time learning about the slave trade in Bermuda and about the floating prisons. George , Jack and jed also found new friends aboard S/V Fuerte from the UK and had a couple of good days out exploring. Plus we had the spectacle of watching the fitted dingy racing around the harbour (see pic). Lovely old dinghies with 6 crew.
After about 2 weeks at anchor we went onto a small
dock called smokes dock, owned by Bernie the dock master, who was down
on his moped whenever we needed him. Bernie (nickname Bitzy) and his
wife Lilly were so kind, inviting for tea and rich fruit cake, always
answering our questions and sending us on our way with magazines and a
supply of oatcake. We had our gearbox All in all we had a great time, strolling the streets, eating stuff we have not found for the last 18 months, exploring the island, getting freezing in the cold Bermudan water, using the great public transport, catching up on lost sleep… Grum and Jed |