Off to Anegada

We staged in Leverick Bay for our trip to Anegada, the forbidden island, one we’d never visited. A glorious sail north to Anegada Sound swept us to a great visit to the island and its people. I’ll let the pictures portray this beautiful island and will narrate just a bit as we spend the next 4 days exploring, both by dinghy and by car. Don’t forget to click on these photos to enlarge them.

Anegada Sound
We rented a car for a few days to wander the island to see what could be seen.

 

Nearly all the roads were packed gravel / sand paths crossing the island. Several warned not to enter unless you had four wheel drive, and the rental desk told us if we got stuck anywhere, we would have to pay for the towing.

We ate several times at the Anegada Reef Hotel, the original lodging spot on the island. The owner, a British lady, sat and talked with us for quite a spell. She had moved to the island straight out of college in the UK, and she said she fallen in love with the island and never left. She later married one of the island’s native young men, and the rest, as they say, is history. We guessed her age to be somewhere in her 70’s.

We spent an entire day exploring the north coast of the island, stopping at two beach front restaurants to enjoy the beautiful day on this most enchanted island. It’s a shame so many charter boats crowd this anchorage. One catammaran in particular roared full speed into the anchorage, 8 or 9 knots I’d guess, passing lass than 6 feet from our starboard side. I yelled at him to slow down and he never even blinked.