We’d heard the little waterside cafe on Pigeon Island was a nice place to stop for lunch or for something to quench your thirst, so we carefully pointed Joy’s scooter down the steep stony path to the shore, then rolled over to the cafe for a refreshing break. The sun was extra hot that day, if that’s possible, so sitting under the trees at the cafe was a nice way to while away part of the afternoon. We had a nice view of Rodney Bay with all the anchored yachts, and a view of the island beyond. There’s always something happening on the water in the islands, and we had a front row seat to the activity coming into and out of the bay.
François Le Clerc, was known as “Jambe de Bois” (“Peg Leg”), a 16th-century French pirate who used Pigeon Island as his raiding base for a time. We assume the cafe takes its name from his notoriety, that of a dreaded pirate who raided ships, cities, and countries with brazen skill. It is believed he was the first pirate in the modern age to have a wooden or “peg” leg.
Pigeon Island is also host to the world famous St. Lucia Jazz Festival, and if anchored in the bay during the festival, jazz sounds often float over the water to your boat. No need to pay the steep festival fees.
As the afternoon wore on we looked off to the east and noticed heavy clouds beginning to roll over the mountain tops. After paying the bill we hustled back the way we’d come as fast as we could navigate the scooter over the rough terrain, but just 200 yards shy of our car, the skies opened up drenching us both in a matter of seconds. Two minutes later , the shower blew past and the skies cleared. So, should we have left earlier or gone inside for another drink? Hmmm.