We had more snorkeling in mind for the following day. I wanted to see the Wreck of the Rhone. The Rhone was a mail ship that sank back in the 1800s. Over 300 people died in the wreck as the boat tried to get away from land and out to sea during a hurricane. We managed to find an available mooring near the wreck and Chris and I dove in first. It was amazing to see the 300-foot boat underwater. Chris explained the different parts to me. You could see the huge prop and the drive shaft leading to the engine. There were also scuba divers down below making me feel like we were in our own little aquarium. The viability was great and it was way more interesting than I imagined. I’m glad we made the stop. After Chris and I got back to Tumbleweed, we watched Finley and my mom and dad snorkeled over the wreck. The mooring was not a good place to hang out though, as there was a huge swell that made even sitting onboard uncomfortable. After all that snorkeling, Finley was ready for us to move to a calmer place. We fired up the motor and pulled into to Manchineel Bay to anchor for the night. Chris and I snorkeled here too before the sun went down. We had the most amazing, pink, orange and yellow sunset this evening. It was up there as one of the more amazing sunsets I have ever seen. We snapped some photos and relished in our surroundings.

share save 171 16 March 30th, 2015:  Lee Bay, The Wreck of the Rhone and Manchioneel Bay on Salt Island, BVIs

We left St. John the next morning and went back into British waters. We wanted to snorkel around The Indians. The Indians were 4 small islands (more like 4 huge rocks) that are supposed to be some of the best snorkeling in the area. We arrived too late to get one of the 4 available moorings so we motored past the Indians and picked up a mooring ball just south of Water Point on Norman Island. We snorkeled around the boat and then later dinghied over to the Indians. It was spectacular. Chris first stayed in the dinghy with Finley and I went diving with my mom and dad. I about gave my parents a heart attack when I found a deep, 20-foot long underwater tunnel that I dove down and swam though. I came up on the other side about 60 seconds later and waved to them at the surface. My dad said, “I didn’t know what I was going to do if you didn’t come up!” The snorkeling was amazing both by the Indians but also around where we were moored.

It was getting late in the day so we moved Tumbleweed a half a mile away to The Bight on Norman Island. The Bight is a bay where we could anchor for the night. Once anchored we went into the beach bar for happy hour drinks. This bar had a huge “Jenga” game made from cut up 2x4s. Our beach chairs were right by the game so, of course, Chris and I played. We had the stack pretty high before it all came tumbling down. I think it was great entertainment for not just us, but everyone else around us also! This beach bar atmosphere made for a perfect evening after our full day swimming and snorkeling.

share save 171 16 March 29th, 2015:  The Indians and Norman Island, BVIs

We had a big day planned after our stay in Coral Bay. Of course we woke up hung over and we were all slow to get moving. Someone (I won’t name names, but someone with a mustache) even fed the fish a little bit of last night’s Skinny Leg’s dinner! icon wink March 28th, 2015:  Checking into the British Virgin Islands

We wanted to get into the BVIs which required a trip to Soper’s Hole, Tortola. This was out of the way to where we wanted to go later, but necessary. We made it up to Soper’s Hole, fought off charter boats for a mooring, and Chris took our passports to check us into the country. By the time Chris got back, we had to come up with a new plan for the rest of the day. Our options were to stay on the current mooring for the night or move to another anchorage. The problem was that after Skinny Legs, no one was motivated to sail far. We decided to just take it easy. We stayed in Soper’s Hole for a few hours. My mom and dad rested (and watched Finley) while Chris and I did a quick dinghy tour though a channel that led to the south side of Tortola. We then checked out all the different boats in the marinas. When we returned to Tumbleweed we decided to move the boat to an anchorage instead of paying for the mooring. We did a little illegal stop back into the USVIs and anchored off the north shore of St. John in Leinster Bay. It was much more scenic and calm for the night. We snorkeled around a tiny cay that was near the entrance to the bay. There wasn’t too much to see… mostly just sea urchins and dead coral and rocks.

share save 171 16 March 28th, 2015:  Checking into the British Virgin Islands