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  Just When You Thought It Couldn't Get Any Better This summer, we are storing our boat in Nanny Cay, BVI.  We had a few more weeks before haul out, so we headed back to Peter Island for a few days to chill, and then to Cooper Island for a wonderful dinner as the sun set.   Our good friends, Glen and Heather, got engaged there while cruising with us, so it has always been a special place to visit. The MAXI Regatta was being hosted by Bitter End Yacht Club, so we decided to head there for a few days.   As we got close to North Sound, the MAXI's were out for a practice race. Some have over 20 crew, all of them hiking out on the rail during the upwind sections of the course.   Little did we know that Roger would be racing on this boat above in a few days time.  It was quite a sight to see the boats lined up stern to the dock at BEYC.   Look closely at the pic below.  I certainly wouldn't want to be the guy being hauled up the mast on the boat four fr...
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British Virgin Islands - A Very Special Place in our Hearts The BVI have always been a special place for Roger and me.  For our honeymoon, we rented our first charter boat in BVI.  At that time, more than 25 years ago, Sunsail was a very small business in Soper's Hole.  Roger had rented what we thought was a massive sailboat. At 35 feet it was a significant step up from the 28 foot sailboat we owned back home in Toronto.  We would be sailing in luxury!  The taxi dropped us off late at night, it was dark and the office was closed, so we didn't know how to find the boat.  Lucky for us, there were only a few boats there and an envelope on the bulletin board with our name on it.  We soon found the boat and a welcoming bottle of rum!  At the time, Soper's Hole was a quaint little harbour, with a dusty road to the nearest limited provisioning. Today, it is a bustling harbour with all the amenities and Sunsail and Moorings have grown so large that they a...
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  When You See the Southern Cross for the First Time.... It was 3 a.m. in the morning.  The moon had just fallen below the horizon and the sky became pitch black.  We had been sailing for 18 hours, having set out from Antigua at 9 a.m. the morning before.  By then, we were more than accustomed to the 18 to 25 knot winds and 8 to 10 ft seas that were coming just off our stern as we sailed along on a deep reach.   The stars were beautiful and there, low in the horizon, I saw a very cool distinctive pattern. I said to Roger, "Hey, could that be the Southern Cross?".  Fortunately he had loaded up a star app on his iphone, and after a little maneuvering we determined, YES, it was.  It's hard to believe that we have been looking at these southern skies for over 30 years and this is the first time we had managed to find it.  I have to tell you, it was a special moment - another item off our bucket list! There were high fives all round.  For the next...