This morning, we slipped our mooring lines at the crack of down and we were off. With 20 to 25 knots blowing over the port beam, we surfed our way 30 or so miles to the towering north coast of St. Vincent. Clouds hung over the peak as we rolled past, and gulls chasing flying fish put on a show to remember. Bound for Bequia, we soon left St. Vincent astern and sailed close-hauled the remainder of the way to Admiralty Bay. Though we were ready for it, the famed Bequia Blast didn’t as we rounded up to drop our sails. This was, indeed, a sail that was well worth the wait. Can’t wait to see what awaits us ashore.