We sailed up for the Carriacou Regatta. There were some cruising boats, but mostly there were locally built boats in the races.

The small boats started on the beach in Hillsborough, so people were getting into position to push the boats into the water to race. There were different classes of races. The competitors were all ages. I mostly watched the Bequia Youth Sailing boat called White Caps. I sat in a chair, drank water and enjoyed a whole day filled with racing. Later we had dinner with our friends on sv Karis.

Next day we went over to Sandy Island and the race boats passed us while we were playing in our fort. Our fort is on the beach. It goes about 4 feet deep, and the structure has a giant log with palm fronds as a roof. My friend Law and I dug really deep and kept finding rocks. We dug out about 60 rocks while Bodin and Tucker pushed out the sand. It was fun.

On the last day of the Regatta we saw the Greasy Pole Competition and the Donkey Races. They greasy pole is where they put grease on a giant telephone pole and suspend it from the dock over the water. The goal is to walk or run while balancing all the way down to the end on a very greasy pole where there were 2 bottles with $500 inside. Only one guy made it. But many kept trying to get it. Then we saw the Donkey Races. Donkeys with riders who had whips raced down the main road through Hillsborough. It was crowded, but I managed to see a little bit.

When Regatta was finished we sailed to Petit Martinique where we anchored for the night. Then we sailed to the town of Windward where they are famous for building boats. We walked around town and looked at boats under construction.

Then we sailed to Ile de Ronde and anchored for the night. It was really fun. We tried our first Grenadian Oil Down which is like a coconut stew with green banana, chicken, potatoes and other things. It was meh (but mom and dad thought it was delicious).

We played on the uninhabited beach with our friends in the morning and then sailed back to St. Georges in the afternoon.

*This blog is part of our homeschool curriculum. Tristan is 11 and learning to tell his stories here. 

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