Traversing the Caribbean with Threats Unknown As we left the mooring ball in Bequia in the Grenadines at 4:30 am, it was cool and dark but the stars shone brightly across the night sky and a 1/8 moon was peaking out. Nature's beauty was in stark contrast to the music that continued to blare from the shore. This was the same music that the villagers had been enjoying all Friday night and that had prevented us from getting a good sleep before the long day ahead. We should have been tipped off that a big party was underway that night when Roger saw the local fresh produce proprietor selling multiple customers something that most definitely was not of the vegetable variety. As we headed out into the darkness and left the music behind, I saw the Big Dipper. My brother in-law, Ross, had mentioned seeing it the past several nights around 4 in the morning. During his two week visit, he had taken to sleeping on deck in order to enjoy the cool night breez...
