Falmouth Harbor is a large secure anchorage where the best spots close to town are taken up by moorings for which you must make a reservation and pay $30 nightly as of our visit. As usual we chose to find a good spot to anchor, one not too far from shore, out of the flow of traffic, and safe. Not hard to accomplish here as there is plenty of room. Getting the hook to set well took a somewhat different approach; I had to let the anchor lie on the bottom for at least half an hour or so to work its way into the hard bottom. If I tried to back down any sooner, the Rocna simply dragged and scraped across the hardpan.
Our location couldn’t have been better; we chose a spot about a hundred yards from the main channel from which we could see the classics coming and going as they practiced, pranced, and preened. Having a chance to see these amazing yachts might well be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for some, but we plan to visit again next year.
As we look towards town, Antigua Yacht Club lies off to the right side and Falmouth Harbor Marina to center and left. You might expect the Yacht Club to be a stuffy, prim and proper place, what with all the mega yachts and their being English and all that. But stuffiness has no place at AYC. The staff and members are among the friendliest people you will find anywhere.
One afternoon as we sat in the cockpit with happy hour fast approaching, I noticed pitting on our mainsheet block; looking closely I realized the pitting had been caused by salt spray blasting across the deck during periods of stronger winds and waves. Surprising what a little salt spray can do.
Off to our starboard side is the main channel leading to the AYC and FHM. Every day scores of yachts enter and leave via this channel, and we always had plenty of boats to admire. You can see the reef on the eastern side of the channel beyond the anchored yachts.