We arrived in Charles Town, Nevis after an 8hr sail from St Barths and one can quickly understand why they call this string of Islands, the Islands in the clouds. They are all volcanic and as a result rise up from the ocean to create high peaks in the sky that are constantly hidden by clouds - Pretty spectacular.
We spent our first day adventuring through the old English town and surrounding neighbourhood, which was littered with quaint Caribbean style cottages, overloaded mango trees and, to our amusement, plenty of free ranging livestock. Later that afternoon Wil went for a dive and spoilt us by bringing home a bucket load of crayfish, which we had on the braai accompanied by a fresh leaf & pesto pasta salad...definitely one of the best meals we've had.
The following day Janneman organised us an Island tour with our friendly tour guide Barry. We visited the St Thomas Anglican church, the first Anglican Church in the Caribbean and the oldest church in Nevis. The impressive Nisbet Plantation House, once the home of Francis Nisbet who married Captain Nelson, the great British Naval hero. Our last stop was the GoldenRock Inn on the cool upper slopes of Nevis Peak with lovely stone buildings and a utterly spectacular garden similar to the style Burle Marx, making it a special treat for me.
That evening we ventured across to the famous Sunset Beach bar to sample their notorious "Killer Bee" cocktail which to our disappointment was a letdown after the BVI "Pain Killer". We happily switched over to beers.
Having thoroughly explored Nevis we packed up and made our way down to Montserrat. It was lovely being back in Rendezvous Bay and again enjoyed the privilege of being only one of two boats in the anchorage. We spent the days having a fantastic time relaxing and swimming around in the pool like water and exploring the lovely surrounding reef. Janneman and Robyn ventured around the island a bit while Wil and I were quite content staying aboard. A highlight of our stay was being able to braai on the isolated beach with drift wood we collected along the shore - The things dreams are made of...