On the morning after our tour with Paul Sonny, who by the way, is a fantastic tour guide, we sailed back to Rodney Bay harbor where we celebrated Jane’s birthday on board Ocean Angel. What a perfect setting and gathering to celebrate a special day for a special friend. We consider Jane to be one of our family. She and her son Jason have sailed thousands of miles with us on board Ocean Angel, and when we’re home we maintain our ties as we gather in each others homes to enjoy time together.
Jane, June, Gary and I decided we wanted to climb to the top of Pigeon island. We’d heard the views were pretty good, and we all needed the exercise. So, off we went. There are actually two peaks, one with the main fort, and one with a lookout, the higher peak. Climbing to the fort was a piece of cake, paved trail, not too steep, and a view worth the effort.
From the fort we could look up to the higher peak and just barely see climbers working their way to the top. The girls were all for it; Gary and I could not possibly back out now, so off we went. This fort and lookout post, built in 1778 by Admiral Rodney, and thus named Fort Rodney, was the British post for protecting St. Lucia from the French who were garrisoned on Martinique, just 26 miles to the north. From the lookout you could easily see Martinique on a clear day, but today was not one of those days. The climb up to the top of the Pigeon – well, no paved path here; just rock and gravelly stones on a path that at times was so steep we leaned forward, hands on the ground ahead to steady ourselves as we climbed. When we reached the top, we all said, we forgot the water!
Walking down was worse; too easy to slip and slide on the loose stone, but we carefully wound our way back down to the waterfront where we had to make a stop at cafe Jambe du Bois (Peg Legs), named after a famous pirate, to seek some liquid refreshment after the hot climb.