After concluding our business at Rodney Bay’s docks, the day to day chores of laundry, grocery shopping, filling propane tanks, minor repairs, interspersed with touring, visiting with friends, eating out, all the fun stuff, it was time to move on. We’d never visited Marigot Bay, a spot many cruisers say is the most beautiful anchorage in the Caribbean, so headed south one morning to explore this small piece of paradise.
There’s no doubt that years ago, before tourism gained its unbreakable hold, before cruise ships, before the huge charter business set their moorings, this bay must have been an incredible jewel. Even today there’s a laid back atmosphere, but it’s impossible to escape the mega-yachts, the wealthy tourists strolling the boardwalks, the crowds in the cafes and stores. Every day, all day.
In days long past it’s rumored that sailing ship captains slid their giant craft around the corner of the inner bay so their masts would blend into the background forest of tall trees to lay in wait for their adversaries. After listening time after time to tour boat catamarans yelling their spiel at the tops of their lungs as they charged full speed into the anchorage, we were confident of our history. If we missed something one said, we caught it on the next go.
Take away all the clutter though, and what’s left is truly a sparkling jewel. We anchored in the outer harbor to avoid the crowded inner anchorage filled with moorings and oh my gosh, charter boats everywhere. Avoiding charter boaters is a priority for all cruisers, and the thought of being anchored in such a confined small harbor with dozens of those once a year boaters just gave us the willies.
But all this tourism aside, Marigot is a charming enclave, a nice place to visit. I was able to clear out with Customs and Immigration all in one office, and in record time, even on a Sunday morning. Charges were minimal, and the process effortless, even friendly – much easier than in Rodney Bay.