Mooning the Mjolners

And now the time has come. Two sailboats leave Hillsborough bay on Carriacou, Grenada after checking out with customs and immigrations, enjoying a good roti and having one last little play on the beach. Pjotter towards Union Island and Mjolner towards Tobago, our paths taking us in opposite directions knowing that it will be a long time before they will cross again. I cannot adequately describe how sad and heavy we felt as we watched their small white sails disappear over the horizon. Suffice it to say that Seb and I were both truly sobbing almost until we dropped anchor in Clifton bay on Union Island and became teary again when Emma and Macsen awoke from their naps with a ´Where is the Mjolner?´ and a ´Sophia is…?´ respectively. Enough said.