Milton showed up at 09:00 the next morning right on time. He would be our tour guide for the day while Wendall, our taxi driver, navigated the roads. Our first stop was in the village of Bucco, renowned for its goat racing, a national pastime. We’d heard of goat racing but imagined it was nothing more than a few goats running in a small field somewhere. Boy, were we mistaken! Goat racing is a major attraction as can be seen in the photos. Thousands of spectators attend these events, and big money is bet on the outcome. We were glad it was an off day as we likely could not have found a spot to park had racing been taking place.
Over the course of the day we made a complete circle of the island, stopping at many spots, some of historical significance, others a display of stunning beauty and majesty. Tobago has sustained many violent storms over the years as the small island lies between the North Atlantic and the Caribbean Sea with nothing in the way of protection. Two gigantic trees have withstood the rigors of time and weather, one of which is seen here. The base of this tree is as wide as two vans are long, and it is so tall that I could only get a photo of the trunk and first layer of branches.
This beach, located in Bloody Bay on the northeast corner of Tobago, appears to be the picture of serenity, and it is a favorite spot for locals and visitors alike. Cruisers often anchor in the bay as it offers easy access to shoreside facilities.