We are in Puerto Rico. Little America. the ambience has changed completely from only a few days ago. In St Kitts it was definitely Caribbean as most people imagine, Reggae and calypso country. We passed through BVI which I find difficult to define and now the Spanish influence is overwhelming.  Last night we anchored in Salinas, up a creek in amongst the mangroves, a beautiful location with a vast expanse of rolling hills as a backdrop. We managed to find a few interesting bars ashore ending up in Sal Pa’ Dentro. A lively place. We were entertained by a group celebrating someone’s birthday we think and seemed to get involved with rounds of whiskey shots and carrot cake!

 

We motored to Ponce today. No wind at all, on the way we anchored at the Isla Caja de Muertos for lunch, an isolated place and a popular weekend anchorage for the locals.

 

At our anchorage in Ponce outside the Yacht Club the Latino beat is powerful coming from a local bar and will probably be with us until the small hours unless the local council byelaws kick in. We can live in hope.

 

Salinas

 

The Birthday Party

 

Salinas

 

Isla Caja de Muertos