Extract from ship’s log – 22nd May 2015
“1344hrs 18°20’53N 64°47’47W. Dissatisfied with the much vaunted Druif Bay / Honeymoon Beach (what is paradise to one is the pit of despair to another), we’ve arrived back in Caneel Bay after weighing anchor at 1115 with 20 knots on the nose for 2½ hrs.
Let it not be said we’re not open-minded – we had a look at Nazareth Bay but it, too, did not meet our exacting standards.”

So we reject the coarse patrons (cigarettes, alcohol and  – ew! – tattoos everywhere), grassy shallows (who’d want to swim in that?!) and slightly opaque waters (makes for poor GoPro footage, don’t you know …) of Druif Bay (St. Thomas), heading back to Caneel (St. John’s) and its world class beach, ultra-rolly waters and, let’s not forget, wizard wifi.
I rather suspect we’ll look back on Druif Bay wistfully this summer once we’re back on the South Coast of the UK, even with its endless tour-boats disgorging their daytrippers to overcrowd the beach, but for the time being we’re making the most of our last days in the wonderful Virgin Islands, beach snobs that we’ve become.

St. John’s wildlife  Down in one gulp

Our neighbour in Hawksnest Bay

Our guests (they liked our hull) in Hawksnest Bay

Pizza on board

Overcrowded day-boats arriving to disgorge passengers onto Honeymoon Beach, St. Thomas

Yep, it rains here too on occasion

Removing the bowsprit frees up another diving platform

In background, Honeymoon Beach – yes, the one we rejected and yes, we are spoilt

“Daddy, fill the tank please!”

So we can go fast fast FAST! Too heavy?

Messing about …