Being coaxed out of bed at 3am was not on the top of everyones fun list this morning. Pulling up our socks after our beating the previous day we set out for the little island of Caja de Meurtos or Coffin island. Arriving 4 hours later just as the wind was starting to blow we picked up a mooring and retreated back to our beds for a few hours of recuperation.
Feeling slightly more human after some kip (and some much needed bread making) we headed into shore to see what we could find. Isla Caja de Muertos is a national park but as the season here has not yet started we had the place to ourselves. Following some rather confusing signs we headed along an overgrown path up the hill, past giant cactuses, avoiding spiders webs and keeping a keen eye out for the Cobras that live on the island. There were more than a few jumpy moments as we heard a scurrying in the bushes!
Finally we reached the top where an old lighthouse built in 1881 stood falling into disrepair. The view was spectacular, if slightly overgrown and ‘authentic’! Our stomachs were soon rumbling and the knowledge of another overnight journey ahead of us led us back to the boat for a quiet and relaxing afternoon on 'Slowy', getting back onboard just in time to find the bread dough rising up out of the tin and spilling onto the deck....luckily once baked it was just as yummy! Fingers crossed again for calm weather as we make our next jump 50miles to Las Palmas on eastern coast of Puerto Rico...under cover of darkness we pass the miles below our keel.
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