Confessions of a Cruise Convert

By Kate Robertson


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The author's maiden cruise experience happened aboard Sea Cloud II in the Caribbean. Photo: Sea Cloud Cruises

“Does it storm here often?” I ask my server at L’Azure in a tiny voice.  I figured I could trust her as she hadn’t steered me wrong with her dinner recommendation – the seared Barracuda served with okra was delicious.

I was starting to second guess why I would leave The Crane, a beautiful, luxury resort, to take my chances at sea. It would be my first cruise, and I knew what could happen out there – I’d seen Titanic, after all.

Nonetheless, there I was the next afternoon at the Bridgetown, Barbados Port being greeted with champagne. With slightly shaking knees, I climbed the accommodation ladder aboard the Sea Cloud II sailing yacht. As I’m shown to my cabin, as splendorous as any five-star hotel room, there’s more champagne, plus chocolates, waiting. We set sail at 22:00, after a gourmet dinner, and there are two things I already know for sure: I’m going to be well fed for the next six days, and I’m in good company with 64 friendly crew members and about the same number of interesting passengers, from Germany (Sea Cloud is a German company), other European countries, and the United States.  

The first night is rough as we hit open waters, and I am amazed I don’t wake up on the floor; but the staff assures this is the roughest leg of the trip (it was), with its closeness to the open Atlantic. The next morning, I start to get my sea legs, and I make my way up to the lido deck to watch sails “being set.” First mate, Kathryn, a Canadian, explains as young deckhands buckle in and climb the towers amidst various ropes and pulleys to unfurl the sails, a fascinating process.    

This is exactly why I have chosen the Sea Cloud II – to experience sailing in the Caribbean, and for its small size, which allows access to islands not easily accessible by big cruise ships.

Laid Back Bequia
Once sails are set, we can already see our first stop, Bequia (pronounced Beck-way, and which I admit I’d never heard of) in Saint Vincent and the Grenadines, but our Swiss captain, Christian Pfenninger, advises that it is still 21 kilometres away.

Upon arrival, we shuttle aboard zodiacs to Port Elizabeth to tour the island, and it is apparent Bequia has resisted major development. Snuggled between steep emerald mountains, it remains quaint and laid back, with only a few shops and beach restaurants.   

Ashore, we climb onto the back of a covered pick-up truck, the local form of taxi here. As we snake along dangerously narrow roads, dodging wandering goats, to Old Hegg Turtle Sanctuary, we are caught in a downpour, which keeps things exciting.  

The Sanctuary has been working to save hawksbill sea turtles from extinction since 1997, and has released more than 2,000 turtles into the sea. Its current inhabitants range from babies up to the oldest, a 19-year old that cannot be released due to his physical disability.

Beach Time on Union Island
An overnight sail brings us to Chatham Bay on Union Island, where there are a handful of thatched-roof restaurants on a long stretch of white-sand beach, flanked by wooded headlands and more steep mountains.  

Here, we while away the afternoon, sipping rum punch, swimming and snorkelling, and being serenaded by a local calypso group, as the *Sea Cloud* staff goes to great lengths hauling food and equipment from ship to shore to serve us a beach BBQ lunch.

Spicy Grenada
Now this is an island that I’ve always wanted to visit. As we dock at the wharf in St. George’s and hop on the tour shuttle bus, our guide, Henry, confesses, “My great-grandfather was from Scotland and likely a criminal, as Grenada was once a British penal colony.” We wind our way up to the overlook at Fort Frederick, and Henry points out that 95 per cent of the roofs here were destroyed in Hurricane Ivan in 2004 and the green in the valleys is mostly vines, as the forest hasn’t yet recovered.

Our final stop is a local spice garden, and Hazel Anne leads us along paths made of nutmeg shells, through groves of aromatic flora like Seville orange, tamarind trees and sarsaparilla bushes, inviting us to touch curiosities like the prickly soursop fruit. She cuts a nutmeg in half to show us the seed (from which the spice comes) and the red surrounding mace, the island’s major exports.  

The next two days are “at sea,” and we sail with no engines. At first, I feel a bit panicky, but eventually relax into the thought there’s nowhere to run and speed-read through two novels while lying in the sun on the lido deck. Without land as a point of reference, it’s become hard to tell if we are moving or just swaying.  

Salty Bonaire
We reach Bonaire, located less than 100 kilometres off the north coast of Venezuela. Bonaire is unique in that it has an arid climate, with lots of cacti, mangrove forests and ponds that are mined for salt. The island was part of the Netherland Antilles, and is still a special municipality of the Netherlands.

The brackish lagoons are important breeding grounds for about 5,000 flamingoes that build their nests in the mud flats and eat the copious amounts of crabs and prawns there, hence their pinkish colour. With an abundance of vibrant coral reefs, the entire coastline is a marine sanctuary and famous for its snorkelling and diving.

Colonial Curaçao
The final day we sail into Willemstad, Curaçao, another autonomous Netherlands municipality, and our port of disembarkation. The iconic Dutch colonial architecture with its uniquely Caribbean pastel shades, and the 17th- and 18th-century remains of fortifications have given Willemstad UNESCO-protected status.  

When I pick up my luggage at the bottom of the accommodation ladder, I feel some relief at having both feet planted on terra firma. But I also realize I’m going to miss waking up to crystal blue waters, dolphins frolicking in our wake, feeling the trade winds blowing on my face as I stroll the lovely hardwood decks and watching the sunset. I’m also saying goodbye to the nightly turn-down service, a small gift on my pillow, and being rocked to sleep by the sway of the ship. Looks like I’ve become a cruise convert.

IF YOU GO:
Sea Cloud II cruises:  http://www.seacloud.com/en/yachts/sea-cloud-ii/
The Crane:  https://www.thecrane.com/
Air Canada has direct flights to and from Barbados and Curaçao.

 

INSPIRED senior living october 2017

Editor's Note: Given recent weather events in the Caribbean, travellers are advised to contact their travel agent, airline, resort or cruiseline piror to making travel arrangements. Hurricane season continues until the end of November, and travel insurance is always a good idea. 

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