March 25th<br> Another beautiful morning. We motored off to Leverick Bay, filled both tanks with water and got more booze and ice. We changed our destination to Trellis Bay with an afternoon stop at the Baths'. No problem finding a mooring ball. I've seen pictures of the Baths' but you don't fully appreciate it until you see them in person. We kind of got off the path and somehow managed to go where we probably shouldn't have been. I was sure someone was going to get a foot stuck. We did get back on the path and then went up to Mad Dogs but no one seemed to be around. Back down at the beach we found a table in the shade and had a drink. They served great hamburgers and good painkillers.<br> Off to Trellis Bay late in the afternoon and found one of the last mooring balls. I hoped to see Anouk but no luck. Will have to wait until next year for some of her earings. We made reservations for dinner at the Last Resort. Cocktail Time[Linked Image] What a fabulous meal. My ribs were some of the "best" I've ever eaten. Can't remember what everyone else had but they said it was very good. The "[censored]" came to the door and we fed him lots of carrots. The entertainment started and we sat back and enjoyed the music. Then it got rather uncomfortable when we were asked if we were for or against the war. A guy from California said "there's more to it than that". We had no idea where this was going but it ended up with a tug-of-war between the Germans and the Americans. The Germans must have done this before because they seemed to have a rhythm. Their table recieved a round of shots. There were a few more songs and a joke that didn't go over so great. Lets just say it was a very interesting evening.<br>March 26th<br> Bill and I woke up early and decided to take off for Anegada. We had a nice sail and had no problems locating the channel and markers going into Setting Point. There were still a few mooring balls left. We decided to take a taxi to the West End to snorkel. Trevor and Dan wanted to check out the bars so they stayed behind. When we docked we noticed three large cages full of lobsters - huge lobsters!! We started out on a new concrete road and then it was gone - what a ride. We enjoyed the snokeling and Bill Jr. & Nicole ran into a very large Baracuda.<br> Some guys brought three large sacks of lobsters and dumped them on the beach to transfer into cages. Some people from Chicago told us they had a delicious lunch at the little restaurant at the beach. They flew over from Tortola for the day. Another woman told us that they had reservations for a lobster feast at the Anegada Reef Hotel. It was 4:30 and Julie called the hotel but they were booked.[Linked Image][Linked Image] We were really disappointed[Linked Image] and the taxi ride back didn't help. Trevor and Dan spotted us and when they got to the dock Dan said "I hope you don't mind but we made reservations for lobster tonight". [Linked Image][Linked Image] We could have kissed them. And they even got ice. No more work for those two!!! Now the place was packed with boats. We cleaned up and enjoyed cocktails as the sun went down.[Linked Image][Linked Image][Linked Image][Linked Image] Dan made great bloody mary's thanks to the mix from Sunny Caribbee. The beach was full of tables (they served 125 people ) and the grills were bursting with lobsters. What a meal[img]/images/icons2/love.gif[/img][img]/images/icons2/love.gif[/img][img]/images/icons2/love.gif[/img] did we ever pig out[img]/images/icons2/oink.gif[/img][img]/images/icons2/oink.gif[/img][img]/images/icons2/oink.gif[/img] - so tender and juicy. Trevor and Dan were checking out the girls so the "older kids" headed back to the boat. Another fabulous evening under the stars.<br>March 27th<br> Quito was playing that evening so we decided to sail over to Cane Garden Bay. Found a mooring ball and headed to shore for more ice and tomato juice - wanted more bloody mary's. Found some great t-shirts. Trevor and Dan took off to go surfing. On one of the first nights and for some reason that I can't remember Bill had called me a bitch - in a nice way!!! So when I changed for cocktails, I put on my new t-shirt "I'm not a Bitch I'm The Bitch And it's Ms. Bitch to you". Everyone thought it was neat but where will I ever wear it again?!!! We fixed pork tenderloin on the grill and felt terrible when we witnessed a man open his grill and had it fall over backwards and a huge piece of meat fell into the water. We waited for him to jump in after it but he never did. Note to self: make sure the grill is tightly bolted on. Off to see Quito. I could stay up on the deck watching the stars all night. <br><br>To be continued: