April 1, 2010
Anchored outside Southside Marina, Provo, TCI
And no, this is not an April Fools’ joke. We really are northbound, having turned our bow away from the DR on Monday, March 29. Those who were betting we’d never return better cough up the dough.
Some pictures from our time in the DR, which was fast, furious, and budget-busting. I’d hazard a guess, though, that the memories of that time will be worth every single peso we spent.
Luperon harbor, from the “yacht club” on the hill:
The amazing green scenery, such a change from the Bahamas and the Turks and Caicos, captured our imaginations every single day. We even took a day-long horse ride over the hills to another beach, and enjoyed the views in a way we’d never be able to do from the boat. Don’t EVER ask me to ride a horse again . . .
A short dinghy ride from the anchorage brought us to a trail system leading to the “blowholes”, a set of holes along the east side of the harbor entrance that on approach from sea look remarkably like whales blowing (fooled us and Kaya, anyway!)
The very day after we arrived, we went to the “27 Charcos”, a national park of waterfalls. In our stupor we only signed up to do the first 7 . . . and so a week later we went back to remedy that error! I’ll have to post videos once I get that organized. To say it surpassed expections is a vast, vast understatement. Wearing helmets and lifejackets, carrying the canvas bag we’d been told over and over not to bring, we scrambled and were hoisted up waterfalls, swimming along in between the falls. When we reached our pre-paid limit, we hooted and hollered and jumped down and slid down and tossed the bag down all of those waterfalls. Wendy’s camera survived. The next week, we brought NOTHING except a waterproof camera and a couple of bottles of water.
In between we ate out and went to the vegetable stands, watched a butcher work his magic with a machete, bought rum and beer and coffee to fill the rapidly-emptying lockers, and marveled at the glorious, gorgeous, and oh-so-different scenery. We are not sad at all we made it to the DR, unplanned an excursion as it was when we left the States.