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The Island of Tobago Keys
Captain Sly explained to us the difference between the pointy end and the stubby end while he plotted our course..... "Up into Space"
The clouds blew away as we approached the tiny spit of land known as Tobago Keys.
UH-OH! What do we see on the horizon? A FOO-FOO Posseur approaching!
Hell, they even have electric sails! Of ALL the tiny beaches in the Caribbean, they just HAD to pick the one where we were already anchored at to disgorge their rude horde.
Naturally we "Welcomed them" hoping they would get the hint and just continue on to nearby Canouan or Union islands
OH, BUT HELL NO!
They didn't respect that we were already there, and sent out an advanced party to merely stake out ALL the shade for their passengers during Our Captain's Storytime.
After they covered the beach, and even got in the way of our launches trying to land,
they began using our stuff! That was the last straw!
So it was fitting that some of us slowly mingled into the enemy camp to "socialize". After blending in to establish our presence, we began casually ordering drinks from THEIR beach bar....
Charged out to the Royal Clipper's Cabin 214, of course!
I often wonder about how the conversation between their purser and the passenger went when they got the bill? "But it was just my wife and I on that little beach we stopped at, how could we have possibly drank over $500???
Must have made a lot of friends, sir. You WERE drinking after all, Please sign here.
Smart Ralph took his booty and went 50 yards through the brush over to the better side of the island. Now THIS is more like it.
It was nice to get underway again, The Yankee Clipper sure sails nice!
Captain Julian worked hard both weeks observing Captain Sly's progress!