I'm back in Grenada, after more than a year, and I had forgotten just how lovely and cruiser friendly it is here. No wonder so many cruisers seem to get stuck and never leave! The day after Valentine's Day was the "red dress hash". (You remember hashing - hard hiking followed by beer drinking, with a liberal dose of British humour.) While yours truly was somewhat stunning in a custom made two tee-shirt skirt with matching red tank top, I was nowhere near as sexy as some of these gentlemen:
My hashing buddy Tristan went for the Roman look
If, for some odd reason, you would like to see more very strange, but harmless behaviour, you can view this link:
