First sail

Well, I did it, I had my first read adventure on the open sea……
Now im sure all of you are wondering, so so did she get sick, and others are wondering what did you see, did you hit an iceberg?? Well I do apologize to all you readers but no upchuck to report, no icebergs too big to take us out. Besides the lack of those though, we had an extremely adventerous sail today. We left at 8:30am from the cozy ancorage of Ste Anne, Martinique and headed for Rodney Bay St. Lucia thinking we were going to hit moderate seas and decient wind. It was only 25 miles from point A to point B, but was it a hell of a four-and-a-half hour trip. We found ourselves in 17-20 foot waves, and winds at 40 miles per hour. Now for all you non sailors like me, that is pretty intense seas. As a result we were healed over starboard side with our port side (leaning over to our right side, with our left side) at about 10-11 o’clock pretty much the whole time.. Mrs. Poynter lost her cookies off the aft about halfway through the trip, leaving herself out of commish for most of the trip. Annabel slept the entire way..thank goodness!!! Mr. Poynter held down the captains position, while I hung in the cockpit with Henry whom managed to scream for a good while and then finally settle in my lap in the cockpit for a good hour of the trip. I think with the rest of his awake time I must have sang twinkle twinkle little star, and the ABC’s at least 40-50 times each….did you know they are the same tune?
What we saw was worth every second of sickness and screaming! for the first time in my ocean experience I saw nothing but sea. Quite an unsettling feeling for the first time being out there. I also experienced my first time of docking, which I learned so much, and have much left to learn. With time I will get it though, DETERMINED!
Lastly We got to see a school of portuses (sp) larger than any school Mr. Poynter had ever seen. There were hundreds of them, it was just amazing. The only other wild life we saw, were hundreds and probably thousands of flying fish, funny little creatures they are.
We made it into Rhodney bay at about 1300 hours and that is were we are parked for the next few days.

1st stop, Martinique

Three weeks and three days spent in Beautiful Martinique, all will be missed but many memories will be never be forgotten. Living for the first time in a place where not a lick of English is spoken, has been nothing less than an eye opening experience. Mom I thought you talked a lot with your hands, but oh my go somewhere that no one understands your language, and we’ll see who talks with their hands.
On Friday January sixth we moved aboard Blue Beach. Walking down the dock in Le Marin I had no idea what to expect, approaching the end of the dock I could only see a piece of the bow, and the mast that seemed to go for ever into the sky. Then there I was standing in front of what I was going to call home speechless. Being one of those amateur sailors who doesn’t know the bow from the stern I was thoroughly impressed. The best way to describe Blue beach is one of those boats that makes you stop and take interest immediately even if you don’t know anything about boats. Mind you this was just the outside, inside was a little piece of heaven. Mrs. Poynter gave me the grand tour and I followed with a tear in my eye. Such detail in everything from the counter tops, to the teak I was in sheer amazement.
Henry and Annabel took a bit of time to get use to their new home, but so far so good. We have only lost a Henry shovel- not a Henry, so we think we are doing well.
Everyday has come with new surprises, our first dingy ride was to St. Anne to the beach, not a bad destination. Great big beach filled with every age roup of people there are. We made part of our daily schedule to get to the beach in the afternoon for a little cool off. Another day brought our first motor with everyone aboard, including the project manager for Oyster. Very exciting 45 minutes!
If any of you know me well, you know I have some problems with motion sickness I am glad to report no motion sickness so far! Although, the land sickness gets me everytime I leave the boat. I guess floating for a large majority of my day will result in a reaction to lack of motion.
We have spent two weeks and three days on the end of dock #3 next to the fuel pumps next to charter sailboat central. The things I have seen hanging out in the cockpit are etched in my brain forever.
Alvin the crazy dingy driver whom every night would lay atop the sides of the dingy and drive with his feet singing at the top of his lungs god knows what songs. After two weeks of getting a chuckle in his expense every night Mrs Poynter found out his name and his home country. He grew up in Jamaica which meant he could speak very good English, so then everyday after he would come an make faces and play with Henry.
The first people I hung out with on the island Mr. Poynter hooked me up with. Three people on a huge ass tender to a boat named Helois all from Australia. Next on the social agenda was some guys from the largest sailing catalmarian in the world surname Douce France. All of them from various parts of the U.K. and France, it was very interesting to see their point of view of Americans.
Chaz one of the british guys I hung out with a few more times he invited me this past Sunday to find the 30 meter waterfall with him and two other crew members. These were very special crew members from a very familiar place. John and Laura live/work aboard a 65ft. Swan named Tihama, the familiar place could have been anywhere in the U.S. and I would have said it was close, but to make it even more ironic, they were from Minnesota. So the four of us set out for a place we had no idea of its location. We made a pit stop at the local Mcdonalds…not any better on a French island! We asked directions, and with their broken English, and chaz’s broken French we though we know where we were headed. We parked the rental and headed into the rainforest on foot. We walked through an amazing forest didn’t find the waterfall, but had a great hike besides. After the muddy, hot hike we drove to St. Pierre a village in Martinique that got take out in 1902 by a huge volcanic lava slide, leaving only two to survive, an old man in his cellar and a criminal in the local penetentary. Very cute little place with a lot of resembelance of New Orleans (French influence). Next stop was Fort De France the capital, and biggest city in Martinique. Not too impressed with the place, we just did a quick drive through and headed to St. Anne our neighbor city to Le Marin for dinner.
Being on the end of the dock as I said we see a lot of action, there was a regatta that started in Spain and ended in Le Marin Martinique right next to us. Later that night I set out to check my email in the local bar Mango Bay and found John and Laura hanging out. I joined their table and right there my quiet night of email checking turned for the best. The entire crew of the Spanish regatta joined us at the bar celebrating their arrival with champagne and song. John and Laura invited them to come celebrate on Tihama,. And man did we celebrate. Now I was on a French island hanging out with a bunch of Spanish guys, whom only some of them spoke English. Hit another language barrier, but didn’t slow a thing down.
This afternoon we are saying c’est la vie to le Miran and anchoring outside of St. Anne where we will stay only for the night and head out to St. Lucia in the morning. Our first sail, I will definetly update you on that asap.
Love and miss you all….Katie signing out.
Sorry about the mistakes, I was on a time crunch….


Please please please do not try to call my phone, it is not working but for some reason still charging me for the calls. Im not sure if any of you have traveled outside of a country with your noninternational phone, but its smoking expensive! so please please just email me and i will get back to you asap.
not much to update on right now, we got the dingy working so now we take an afternoon dingy ride over to Ste Anne where there is a beautiful beach. Besides that life is moving a bit slow right now, but still enjoying every moment of it!!!
miss you all!!!!


hello everyone,
life on a boat is GREAT we havent left the marina yet but besides that everything is going as planned. the two hardest things here is no one speaks english; so im polishing up on my french, and the key boards here are totally backwards; aaron you would hate it! just wanted to give a quick update from the internet cafe:
I miss everyone SOOO much being home was soo great;
well over and out; I will be back on again soon:
hope everyone is staying warm!!!!! its soo hot here!!