In the morning Doug decided that he wanted to try to see the wreck of the Rhone before we headed back to Road Town, so we got an early start. The winds were calmer than the previous day, but we still motored through Soper's Hole to get over to the Channel. Although I continued to do a good job of navigating, a somewhat ambiguous note on the chart threw me off.
The chart had two places marked "Rhone", but the one I chose turned out to be merely the anchor. It was a pretty setting on Peter Island, but it wasn't where we had intended to go. We motored over to Salt Island, where the rest of the boat had sunk in a hurricane back in the 1800's. Sally, Doug and co had a good time snorkeling over to the wreck, even though in order to really see the whole boat you have to scuba dive.
Then it was time to head back to Road Town. One more time across the channel, and before too long we were in our slip, hooked up to shore power and ready for one more night on the town.
This time we chose a local restaurant called C and F Seafood. They specialized in curry, lime and garlic butter sauces over various types of seafood. They had conch, which is often tough if not cooked properly, but their's was great, spicy and delicious. We tried all the different sauces over conch, shrimp and scallops. It was all great.
We had to get up very early for our flights back to reality the next day, so we called it a night before very long. No more crazy cocktails, no more sleeping on a rocking boat under a star-filled sky. Time to go home, where early spring and a small white dog are waiting.