Setting Sail on Tradition

The Caribbean sun was just beginning to warm the sands of Sandy Ground as I stepped aboard the grand sloop, Tradition. This wasn’t just any vessel; it was a piece of history, a beautifully restored Caribbean sail-trader that once carried cargo and contraband across these azure waters. The crew, Laurie, Deb, and Thomas, welcomed us with warm smiles and a refreshing mimosa, setting the tone for what promised to be an unforgettable day.

As we set sail, Laurie regaled us with tales of Tradition’s storied past, a narrative that seemed to come alive with each creak of the wooden deck beneath our feet. The sails billowed above us, catching the trade winds as we glided effortlessly towards Prickly Pear Cays. The journey was a serene escape, a chance to disconnect from the world and reconnect with the ocean, a feeling I know all too well from my days riding the waves.

Exploring Prickly Pear Cays

Upon reaching the secluded cove of Prickly Pear, we were greeted by the sight of pristine white sands and crystal-clear waters. Some of us donned snorkels and fins, eager to explore the vibrant marine life that danced beneath the surface. Others, like myself, chose to wander the island, soaking in the tranquility and the gentle lapping of the waves against the shore.

Lunch was a delightful affair, prepared by the renowned Johnno’s. We feasted on succulent lobster and barbecue, accompanied by the island’s signature rum punch. The makeshift bar, a testament to the islanders’ resilience post-Irma, offered a selection of cold beers and cocktails that perfectly complemented the laid-back atmosphere. As we dined, the crew shared stories and laughter, making us feel like part of the Tradition family.

The Journey Back

With our bellies full and spirits high, we returned to Tradition for the sail back to Sandy Ground. The wind had picked up, promising an exhilarating ride home. Thomas took the helm, guiding us through the waves with a steady hand, while Laurie and Deb kept the energy lively with their infectious enthusiasm and local insights.

As the sun began its descent, casting a golden glow over the horizon, we sipped on chilled wine and nibbled on Deb’s homemade cookies, a sweet end to a perfect day. The camaraderie on board was palpable, a shared appreciation for the beauty of Anguilla and the timeless allure of sailing.

Reflecting on the day, I couldn’t help but feel grateful for the opportunity to experience such an authentic slice of Caribbean life. The Tradition Sailing Adventure to Prickly Pear Cays is more than just a day trip; it’s a journey into the heart of the Caribbean, a reminder of the simple joys of sun, sea, and good company. Until next time, Tradition, I’ll be dreaming of your sails catching the wind and the endless blue stretching out before us.