into the BVi's Cinnamon Bay

The islands are similar to the pictures I’ve seen about the San Juan’s in Canada, just very warm.  

Islands in the sun

When I walked into the immigration office the manager asked if I needed help so I said I really need a surgeon to remove the smile off my face for finally getting to the BVI’s.  It was like skipping rocks on a pond so he started putting his surgical gloves on and proceeded to remove the smile.  I was lying by omission but when they asked point blank if I had firearms on board I told the truth.  Then two hours later & a trip back to the boat to retrieve the guns they finally allowed me to enter with the guns in a customs sealed container.    They reminded me of the experience I had in DMV when I first moved back to Mississippi, that memory lasted 26 years, hope this doesn’t.  

When they finally let me go(they had my passport), we all went to Cane Garden Bay on the north side of Tortola for another gorgeous beach, at each one you think it just can’t get any better than this, and then it does.Rene talked Sally into trying her inflatable paddle board, she had as much fun falling as we did watching.

short lived success

just cooling off

 At Happy 3 hour,  Dave was a little bored with the great music and people enjoying their dinner so he asked for “Mustang Sally”.  Just about every woman that could walk (some that couldn’t & others that should't  got on the dance floor together and had a ball, from then on the place was not the same.  I think that is his job, transformations. 

The next morning the beach was lined with hundreds of beach chairs and colored umbrellas which confused me cause their wasn’t 50 people on the boats.  By 10 am every chair was occupied, jet skis zooming, paddle boards & kayaks everywhere.

they built it and guess what?

littlest mermaid (4 yrs old)

 
Cruise ship was in on the other side of the island and the tourists were trucked over in safaris.

  

Then we crossed the bay to Jost Van Dyke Island,  just past “Pull and be Damned Point”  (I gotta look up the history) into White Bay, where Soggy Dollar Bar is located so Sally could get a T-shirt, but they were out of her size so we just sat on the beach and people watched the rest of the day.  You just about have to get into the water coming in to shore hence the bar’s name.   It is just a pretty little beach with 4 or 6 bars/restaurants catering to tourists.  They arrive in all sorts of charter boats from small bar boat to huge crewed monster catamarans with more than 20 people aboard, all ready for wild partying, which they did.