A favorable weather report to Montserrat hurried us on our way and we were delighted to have sunny skies, albeit heavier wind and seas than forecasted.
Ken quickly settled into a sitting fishing position so as to be one with the roll of the boat and maximize his fishing efforts.
After a few hours hooking something large and brilliantly colored,
Diane had to assist with hauling in this Dorado. Under sail and unable to slow down, the fight was on.
Lucky for us the Canadians won and fresh fish was once again on the menu.
Not heavily visited by the cruising community as the only anchorage is on the northwest side and open to the northerly swell.
In 1995 the volcano erupted destroying the capital and forcing over half of the 11,000 population to relocate. Now a mere 4500 people make their way on this harsh yet supposedly beautiful spot, completely dependant on the British government for survival.
With the anchorage openly exposed to the north swell and no place to easily land the dingy the only inviting activity seemed to be sleep. After our long and tiring yet bountiful passage we rolled into our bunks after some melt in your mouth barbequed Mahi-Mahi.
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