Guadeloupe - First night at anchor in Caribbean!

With a week in the marina we were keen to head out although as we had rushed around and not had our well needed and deserved rest our first trip was just a hop outside the marina to anchor off Ilet a Cochons  – but no pigs in sight.  Views of mountains in west of Guadeloupe were appreciated whilst sat reading our books for the afternoon.

First night at anchor in Caribbean

We also enjoyed the traditional Caribbean dingy racing around the harbour; it was pretty impressive how they darted around the reefs.

Go go go

Next day up early and back out in the big Atlantic, 20 knots of wind almost on the nose was not what we were hoping for!  But lucky for us the sun was shining.

Blue sunny skies

Although not for long and then a huge squall hit us, as normal in these situations Amanda sat nicely sheltered under the spray hood taking the photo whilst Mark was at the helm and drenched J

Pouring with rain

After the previous couple of months of sailing you would have thought we would have had our sea legs, nope! Just over an hour into the journey and Amanda felt awful and had to lie down.  But Mark enjoyed the sail, 15-20 knots easterly although it was a bit bouncy with the swell hitting us on the beam but the views over Guadeloupe were lovely – cloud topped mountains and green lush landscapes.

Basse Terre topped with cloud

Before long and Les Saintes were in the distance, these 3 islands are just south of Guadeloupe, we were heading to Terre De Haut, the most populated of the 3 islands.

We picked up a mooring buoy just outside the village of Bourg des Saintes, which was a bit frustrating as we had hoped to anchor but the majority of the anchorage was filled by buoys and you could only anchor in very deep water, the reason this is frustrating is we have to pay for the buoy and after a week in marina we could do with saving the money.  But we couldn't resist this anchoarge looks stunning and we have not even been ashore :) 

The anchorage at Bourg Des Saintes in the distanc

We are not alone but it is pretty here