St. Maarten highlights
It is hard to believe we were in St. Maarten for almost 3 weeks. We really enjoyed our stay and can see how people spend months on this island. The first week we were there we had squalls every few hours for 5 nights. We got really tired of the wind and the wet dingy rides. The great thing about being in the sheltered waters of the lagoon was that we were close to an awesome yoga studio, movie theatre and hair saloon - all things that I had really been missing. So, even though the weather was dreadful the first week, I still enjoyed all the luxuries of St. Maarten.
When we arrived in St. Maarten, Glenn did his usual survey of the island and found a local bike shop and they told him about an upcoming 5k-10k run. Jeff, Una and I walked the 5k and Glenn ran the 10k. The race ended at a beach where they provided fresh pastries and coffee, a beautiful setting and much tastier than the cold bagels we get after some of the Memphis runs. We decided to blow off projects for the day and go to one of St. Martin’s 32 beaches. Jeff led the way in his dinghy and we found Mullet Bay, a beautiful beach on the west side of the island. We had a blast watching the children body surf the waves.
The second week we had wonderful weather and decided to hit more of the beaches. Glenn and I walked to the Simpson bay beach just a few blocks from our boat. This was a great way to spend a few hours after running around doing boat projects.

One day Glenn and I really wanted a long hike and thought we could hike to Orientale sometimes called Orient beach. Well, the trails are not marked as well as they are in most of the French islands. Three hours later we were hot and tired and had been climbing killer hills to the top of Pic Paradise but we were no closer to finding our way down to Orient beach. We decided to head back to the boat and take a bus to the other side of the island another day. After all you go to Orient beach to people watch (if you know what I mean) so you really need the full day.
Small world… Glenn and I were having lunch in Marigot eating one our favorite, French style thin crust pizzas, I looked around and saw Jackie Fishman a Facing History Teacher from Charlotte. She and her husband were there on vacation. We had another small world connection about a week later.


We were extremely excited to meet Ann Vanderhoof and her husband Steve.


We left the next day for an overnight sail to the BVI.
Michele