After checking in, we sailed up to Anse La Roche Bay on Carriacou. It's a very nice little anchorage and there were only two other boats, so it was sure to be a quiet little getaway. Before the day was over, two other boats arrived, but still quite secluded. Right on the beach is Tim's Sunset Beach Bar and Grill. They start serving after 2 pm. Mike and I decided to go check it out. We took Stella, as it's a dog friendly beach and she definitely needed to get out and do a bit of running.
We met some very nice people from two of the other boats. I'm always amazed at what a small world it truly is. On one of the boats was an American couple who have been here in Grenada for 3 years. It turned out that the woman had lived for awhile in the Rogue Valley, Oregon, where I grew up.
The people from the other boat was a family of four. They were from Switzerland, and had a daughter named Stella. We also met a couple, not on a boat, who were here from Missouri, celebrating their 20 year anniversary. It was certainly a treat to be able to sit and chat with people from various places in the world.
So, back to this restaurant. It is only accessible by water. To look at it, you wouldn't think it was anyplace you might want to eat. Trust me, you want to eat here. The food was amazing. We had the largest freshest lobster I've ever had, grilled to perfection in an amazing garlic butter, grilled fish and chicken, rice, coleslaw and potatoes. Did I mention the lobster.
So we decided to stay a few days, because I'm gonna have to have that meal at least one more time.
There also many other things to do right here in this secluded gem of a beach. There is a trail that leads up to the top of one of the hill tops that looks out over the island and water. We put on our hiking shoes and decided to go exploring. So about half way up a very steep and grueling trail Mike says to me, "I don't think we're on the right trail. I thought I saw another trail go off to the left". Sooooo, we decided, well Mike decided and I followed, to head off the trail and go up the, again steep and grueling, hill to find the other trail. Well strangely enough, this being a tropical island and all, there are a lot of cactuses with very long sharp spikes. We had to make our own trail through said cactuses up the side of a hill. All I kept thinking as we forged through the brush, is that we're going to die on this mountain. It was super hot, being midday, and my water was almost gone. If we didn't end up lost in the middle of the island or fall down the hill and break something, we would surely die of thirst. It seemed like we climbed that hill for hours. I was drenched with sweat, and I had welts all over me from cactus thorns. Maybe I would die from cactus poisoning. We never did find another trail, but we did eventually end up at the road that was said to be at the end of the actual trail. We still haven't made it to the top. In fact we're only about half way there. There was another trail on the other side of the road that would lead us to the look out. As much as I wanted to turn back, I kept hearing the words of one of our Peloton instructors. "We didn't come this far to only get this far". So we kept going.
I felt like I was in an episode of Lost. Was this trail ever going to get us where we think we're going, or will we just be following it for hours and end up nowhere? I didn't even know how long we had been hiking, but it felt like forever. Our perseverance finally paid off and we made it to the top. The view was amazing!
And boy did that lobster dinner sure taste good.
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