The reef protecting the waters of Belize is part of the second largest barrier reef in the world. Unfortunately, our time constraints forced us to by-pass the wonders of the reef on our way south, and we hope to have more time to visit on the way back home. We made one stop over on our leg down to Placentia at Cat Cay, a small coral fringed cay just off the direct line south. It took several tries before we got the anchor to set as the sand was very shallow over coral rock. Both Kashmir and Ocean Angel made several attempts before their anchors held. The forecast called for very light winds so there was no worry for that night. We rose fairly early and motored about 20 miles to the northern entrance to Placentia, seen here to the left. This anchorage is home to many Moorings charter boats as well as cruisers coming and going to this part of the world. Our guide book said we would find shallow waters anywhere in the anchorage, but the main portion held depths from 20 to 30 feet. There were so many boats that we chose to snuggle in towards the eastern shore to find 10 to 12 foot spots where we could anchor on much less chain than our nearest neighbors, a French couple, very young, who were nervous to see us so close to them. We were about 200 feet away, further when the wind swung us around at night, and they seemed happier then.
Here’s our French neighbor to the south with several Moorings charter boats in the background. Kashmir is off to the left of us, and the town off to the right. Shortly after the hooks were set, we loaded everybody and everything into the dinghies and headed to shore for a visit. Larry and I left the rest of the crew to wander so we could venture off to clear customs for our next day’s departure. Most of the morning and some of the afternoon evaporated in the heat and haze as we ran around finding all the officials, 3 of them needed to clear Belize. The process was uneventful, just time consuming.
We joined the rest of the crowd in time for mid-afternoon snacks and drinks at one of the coolest places in town, the Purple Space Monkey. Nice people, great menu, great drinks, and free internet, all in one place. But the day was young, and we had stuff to do, important stuff. Joy was still on her Pina Colada quest, so off we went.
While Larry and I were trudging around the town of Big Creek, the shipping port, searching for Customs, Immigration, and the Port Authority, Joy and company wandered the town’s famous boardwalk, a concrete walkway cruising through the island, looking for cool places to shop, stop, and enjoy. They found local merchants, bakeries, fruit markets, and all kinds of neat places. As soon as we finished our mid afternoon lunch, Joy said that we had to visit a little waterfront bar they found, the Barefoot Beach Bar. So off we went.
Now we’ve been to some pretty cool waterfront eateries, but this one comes pretty darn close to the top of the list. Trade wind breezes cooling your brow, awesome Pina Coladas, and a view to match just about any I have ever seen. Just Joy and me, having the time of our lives, smiling, laughing, sighing, and thankful for each other and all that we have been able to see and enjoy together. Sailing is the only way to go.
As we were walking down the boardwalk on the way to the beach bar, we spied this little sign off to the side of the walk. Seems like the locals have a pretty realistic way of looking at things. Many opinions are personal and should remain so. There would certainly be a lot less turmoil in the world if we kept some of our thoughts to ourselves. Anyway, it gave us a chuckle.
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