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Roatan, Utila, Guanaja, where the living is easy
and where we delight in making your vacation your best one ever.
Roatan
Roatan is the largest, most developed and most
frequented of the Bay Islands of Honduras.
Essentially a long, forested ridge rising from the Caribbean sea, it
retains much of the original landscape that the Buccaneers knew in
the 16th century.
Roatan, like the rest of the Bay Islands,
provides visitors with an unspoilt vacation
alternative and is said to be much like the eastern Caribbean was
before commercialization took place.
The island has an incredible amount to offer guests; superb
scuba diving and snorkeling,
tours of the island, hiking, kayaking, horseback
riding, exploring vast mangrove alleys, pirate history tours, water
sports and stunning beaches like West Bay.
There are restaurants, hotels,
resorts and vacation rentals to
suit every type of traveler and
all of these make certain that every guest is treated to a wonderful
island experience.
So, whether you're visiting us as a diver, explorer, party animal
or simply
just to be, we're certain that you are going to have the
best vacation ever.
Utila
Approximately 18 miles from the northern coast of Honduras, Utila
is the flattest of the Bay Islands, and is accessible by small
aircraft or by a one-hour ferryboat from La Ceiba.
Utila's English-speaking inhabitants first moved to the island in
the early 19th century, emigrating from British islands in the
Caribbean.
Almost the entire population of Utila lives in East Harbour, the
main town on a protected harbor on the southeast corner of the
island. Because the town is quite spread out, visitors may find it
useful to rent a bicycle for the frequent trips back and forth
between hotel, dive shop, restaurants, and bars. A couple of hundred
islanders live out on Pigeon Cay, just off the main island.
Word has gotten out that Utila has the least expensive dive
certification courses on the planet, and it has become something of
a Mecca for young international travelers, seeking high quality dive
training at a really good price. A healthy competition between over
a dozen small dive shops has been responsible for this, but it has
never compromised the quality of the courses and services offered by
the islands.
True to its reputation, most of the hotels on the island also
cater to the budget traveler, although high-end alternatives are
available. Utila is one of the best places in the world to see whale
sharks, the world's largest (yet harmless) fish.
Although the diving is spectacular, Utila offers travelers a wide
choice of things to do, and is definitely a good place to chill out
and have some fun.
Guanaja
Guanaja, the eastern-most of the Bay Islands, has spectacular,
wide-open beaches on its northern side, magnificent reef on all
sides, and a population of quirky, English-speaking islanders.
Christopher Columbus christened what is today Guanaja as the
"Island of Pines" when he landed here on his fourth and final voyage
to the New World in 1502. Although there are a few patches of pine
on Roatan, Guanaja is the only island whose vegetation is dominated
by conifers. Michael Rock Peak (1,350 ft.) makes Guanaja the tallest
of the Bay Islands, and this makes for incredible hiking and views
of the Caribbean Sea. .
What makes Guanaja island special is its seclusion. There is only
one small road on the island linking the towns of Mangrove Bight and
Savannah Bight, so nearly all transportation is done over water. The
majority of Guanaja's population (10,000) live on Bonacca Cay, about
300 meters off the main island.
Most of the island's upscale, dedicated dive resorts are located
on isolated points around the island, which are accessible only by
boat. This makes the Guanaja experience uniquely private and
relaxing.
When it comes to activities, Guanaja has a lot to offer. The
islands' 45 dive sites are known for healthy reefs, pinnacles and
volcanic caverns, wrecks and the newly inaugurated Mestizo Reef.
The new dive site, called the Mestizo Reef, is located in 65ft of
water and includes two life-size head-and-shoulder statues of
Christopher Columbus and Lempira (local Indian chief), a partial
shipwreck and is surrounded by genuine artifacts such as Spanish
cannons, a 16th century bell and a number of vases and other objects
from that period.
Other activities include hiking and exploring, kayaking,
snorkeling, playing in enormous waterfalls, discovering ancient
Mayan artifacts and relaxing...
Cayos Cochinos
The Cayos Cochinos Islands, also known as the
Hog Cays, is a small archipelago and is located
just 19 kilometers off the northern coast of Honduras.
The two larger islands are covered with thick
tropical forest and are ringed by white
sand beaches. The Cayos and surrounding
waters were declared a marine reserve in 1994, with
the help of the Smithsonian Institute, protecting
all marine and terrestrial flora and fauna within a 460-square-km
area from fishing, development or any other harmful activity. The
reserve extends eight kilometers in all directions.
Because of the reserve, and more importantly because only a few
people live on the islands, the surrounding reef is in fantastic
shape and is teeming with colorful marine life. All in all, the
Cayos are one of the most spectacular collections of islands,
beaches, and reefs in the western Caribbean.
The archipelago has only two small, upscale
resorts, and so its reefs are little used; though
many resorts on Utila, Roatan and
Guanaja like to make occasional day trips
to these tropical island jewels. The Cayos
Cochinos reef system is particularly prized for its lush
macro life, the Caribbean's most diverse.
Budget travelers often make trips out to these islands by way of
an early morning boat from the mainland Garifuna
village of Nueva Armenia, an hour's drive east of
La Ceiba. They stay in small huts or in hammocks on
tiny Chachauate Key where there is a semi-permanent
Garifuna fishing settlement.
Ross' 60th birthday cruise on board Stray Cat. After a beautiful
40 minute plane ride with Robbie Robinson to Staniel Cay from Nassau, we
met up with Mark and the Cat at Staniel Cay Yacht Club. We just missed the
rain by ducking in and ordering a round of rum punch.
The Cat looked beautiful harbored at the end of the dock. Clean, pretty
and ready to go - Mark greeted me with a big hug, joined us at the Yacht
Club for a rum and then off we went to a cozy harbor "around the
corner" where we grilled salmon, drank rum and wine, took a swim in
the azure colored water and watched the far away lightening blaze the sky
with "God's light show". Ross and I fell asleep in the net,
until a light sprinkle woke us up and cajoled us into our cabin.
September 09, 07 - Happy Birthday Ross! Woke up at 7:00 a.m. to make
coffee and start preparing breakfast - eggs benedict, and fresh fruit.
Then we took the dinghy to Fowl Cay, met the new manager (from England)
who told us about the lodgings and the restaurant (which is closed on
Sunday). Went back to snorkeled the grotto - famous for being in the 007
movie "Thunderball". Amazing colors of coral, fish aplenty and
it is so intriguing to go into the cave- lit from above. We arrived at low
tide so we missed out on the 20 seconds of underwater swimming usually
required to enter the grotto. It is unbelievable in the grotto - a must
see for anyone near these islands!
We headed out to find ice and sunscreen - to Sampson Cay only to
discover they close the general store on Sunday at noon. But, Jane and I
found the perfect spot for a picnic lunch - a gazebo with beautiful
Adirondack chairs, a view of the pristine beach, swaying coconut trees and
a lovely breeze to cool us all. There was even a sea gull perfectly
perched on a dock piling to complete the scene. We brought lunch to this
bucolic spot and relaxed. Afterwards, Ross and I took a stroll along the
beautiful path to a sandy beach where we went for a swim in the cool
water.Back on board, we head back to Staniel Cay where we decide to have
dinner for Ross' birthday celebration. We anchor offshore, where the
breeze is cooler and take a swim in the gorgeous water - until Jane and
Mike spot a curious barracuda - swimming over!
The timing if perfect though - because it gives us time to get ready
for dinner. What is interesting about dining at Staniel Cay Yacht Club -
they have one seating - 7:30p.m. You must tell them what you want for
dinner (from the menu) by 5:00 p.m. Cpt. Mark chooses conch, we all take
the catch of the day with peas and rice (chik peas and brown rice).
Jane and I decide to dress up - that means we wear skirts and a bit
of make up and put on shoes. We have a birthday toast on board and head
over in the "kitty litter" for dinner.
Our pilot is at the bar so we buy him a drink - we enjoy pina'
coladas and wait for the dinner bell to ring. When it does, we are seated
at a great table with a hand painted tablecloth and brought conch chowder
- what an amazing taste. Next is salad then main course (snapper cooked
beautifully) and dessert is key lime pie. Ross and Mike are served pie
with a candle and they sing happy birthday.
Heading back to Stray Cat - we notice the sky - stars are abundant.
The Milky Way looks like it was poured right in front of us. All this time
we have been looking at the sea and haven't noticed the beauty of the
heavens. The sky has been Carolina Blue - last night a bit of red behind
white puffy clouds as the sun began to set. ("Red Sky At Night -
Sailors Delight")
Ross and I assume our nightly position in the net - and of course
are rocked to sleep once again. We make our way back to the cabin and
don't wake up until I smell Mike's breakfast being prepared in the galley.
September 10, 07 - Staniel Cay.
Breakfast - Cpt. Mark announces that he needs to make some way
toward Miami and would like to head to Nassau and take us with him - we
are all for it. We are going to sail on in instead of flying back from
Staniel Cay. We couldn't be happier. Jane and I go with Mark to get last
minute provisions - more coke, trash bags and souvenir t-shirts. (Hey-
there is always shopping on these little islands - and you never know when
you will find something quite unique.) The woman behind the counter at the
general store is an artist, Joan Mann. I bought one of her prints at the
Yacht Club the day before. I tell her and she seems pleased. We visit with
the store owner - talk about the weather (an important subject for a
sailor) and head back to the Cat to ready for our sail to Nassau.
Once again, a beautiful adventure with Captain Mark. I can't imagine
being at sea with anyone but him. He is confident, competent and
courteous. Mark is a wealth of knowledge, of humor and exudes gracious
hospitality. He is not only our captain, but an offshore member of our
family. He has known us since our daughter was 8 (she is now 18)- has met
and embraced our friends and their families. We can't imagine not having
Mark a part of our lives - at least on an annual basis! Where Mark takes
the Stray Cat - we will follow!
Signing off to get some sun,
Debra Engelhardt-Nash
For Ross, Jane Parker and Mike Rhyne.
Well,
last night the goblins and ghouls; like can only be seen on south beach
patrolled Ocean Drive till the wee hours. The costumes are tending more
towards maximum female exposure, so what's not to like.
Anyways,
I was getting ready see the Halloween sights when I noticed nearby, a
bit of a commotion on the waters surface. I was curious enough to jump
in the dink. I see many things which are usually just the nature and
manner of fish; no need to investigate. This was different and I wanted
to explore.
I
approached with care less I frighten it away or hurt whatever it was; to
my surprise I saw the mouth and eyes of an inverted adolescent ray. Ok
they are never on their backs. We all heard about the adventurer who was
killed by the barb of a ray a few weeks ago. You may also have heard of
the 82 year old Floridian who was in a boat last week and was struck
near the heart by a ray, of all things it leapt into the boat.
Those
things were on my mind but I know from first hand experience that these
are gentle beings, I have touched them and they press back as if to say,
"More - I like it".
It
was a Florida spotted ray that somehow had managed to get itself on its
back and try as it did it could not get right side up.
Touching
the Ray in its survival mode wouldn't be wise so I decided to put the
boat on a plane and turn abruptly close by him to cause a big wake that
he might use to flip over. Nice plan but it didn't work.
I
was beginning to worry that the Ray might become exhausted, suffocate or
maybe a shark might happen along. I put the boat back up on a plane and
sped to Stray Cat and got a long handled deck brush than went back to
the Ray. He was still struggling but not as vigorously. I tried gently
to flip him but gentle was not the answer; I was also concerned about
his tail and barb since I was so close. The next try would have to be
with plenty of power.
I
put the brush under him, actually his top side which would be the side
we usually see as they are swimming, the side that is black with almost
iridescent small white dots from which it gets its name. I pulled up as
hard as I could but it did not lift him very much. I was about to give
up and rethink this whole approach when he managed a wiggle, just right
to catch some water and flip.
I
stood there in the boat looking down at him for what seemed a long time;
it was not moving, happily it got itself together and swam off.
My
adrenalin was flowing but I felt good.
Mark
Capt
notes:
I'm on the Bahamas bank which is a large body of water that is about 14'
deep on average and about eighty miles long. Yesterday afternoon there was
no wind at all, the water was like glass, and actually the surface was
velvet like. I could clearly see sponges, purple fan coral and various
fish in a multitude of colors as the boat glided along in this crystal
clear water.
As
the day went by I came upon a 50' sports fishing boat that had run out of
fuel and was stranded. I have the vessel in tow and will take them to Cat
Cay about forty miles west of here.
Last
night was spectacular, it was the equinox, the moon was closer to the
earth than at any other time of the year and it was completely full. The
moon rose out of the water fiery red as the sun set into the water to the
west; I set in the trampoline with a glass of red wine and watched
nature's finest performance. As the moon made its trek across the sky its
illumination continued to allow me to see the sea bottom clearly.
Towing
the 50,000 pound behemoth has slowed me down to a mere 4.8 kts so it's
four more hours to Cat than seven hours to cross the Gulf Stream to Miami
arriving late tonight, back to reality.
Mark
Left
Sosua about 5 am on the next leg. We were really struck by the beautiful
homes and resorts nestled into the cliffs and hills along the coast. This
area is really impressive with its hills and mountains tumbling down to
the seashore. I'm finally getting used to seeing palm trees on mountain
tops. Large stretches are uninhabited and it is really nice to see beauty
like this where every square inch has not been built on. Benign trip to
Rio San Juan, a small town about 30 miles up the coast where we arrive as
planned before the Trades set in against us. Stayed on the boat and rested
as we wanted to leave around midnight for Escondido about 55 miles further
along.
Left
Rio San Juan about midnight and, because this part of the route left us
crossing a significant stretch of open sea, immediately began taking the
Trades and accompanying seas on the bow. Not as bad as our approach to the
Turks and Caicos, but not the way to spend an evening. About 2 am I go
below for some rest/sleep, but only manage to rest as I have not learned
to sleep while being levitated in the bed. Of course, our berths are in
the forward part of the boat where the action is the most pronounced.
About 5 am I relieve Mark. Mark is truly amazing, not only does he sleep
under these conditions, but so deeply that it is hard to wake him later.
For the most part, we have, to date, only traveled for a day or 2 at most
and then settled down for a few before moving again, so our schedule has
been relatively normal. Now, we are moving for several consecutive days
and at odd hours. Being someone who has spent his whole life in a fairly
regular routine, I have yet to adapt to the non-schedule, whereas Mark can
sleep or eat whenever the opportunity arises.
Anyway,
arrive Escondido early morning. The entire coast here is mountainous and
if it weren't for the palm trees, the entrance to the small anchorage
could be a fjord in Norway. Truly striking. At the back of the anchorage
is a lovely beach with about 5 palm huts and about the same number of
small fishing boats pulled up on the beach. These boats are the size and
construction of what we would term rowboats, yet we see these fishermen
out every night several miles offshore in the Trades and accompanying
seas. You couldn't get me to go along with one of these guys for a single
night for anything in the world. Here we are, not terribly comfortable, in
a 45 ft. catamaran and they are out in these tiny boats every night. No
thank you.
As
we anchor, one of the fishermen is rowing his boat to shore and lets us
know that a couple of the huts are 'restaurants' (I use the term loosely)
and that we should come for a meal. We tell him 'in the afternoon' as we
are both ready for some zzzzz's. We put the dinghy down and go ashore
about 2 pm, where 2 women from apparently competing 'restaurants' try to
convince us to sample their wares. Since one of them tells us she is the
sister of the guy we met in the morning, we feel we practically have a
reservation at her place. There is, of course, no menu, but fresh fish is
available and what we both crave. There is no electricity and all the food
and drinks are in a cooler with a big block of ice. We settle down with a
Presidente and wait for the meal which takes about an hour to prepare.
Meanwhile a couple of young local guys sit down near us and we begin our
Spanglish thing. They are very interested in our journey and what we have
thought of the DR. We, in turn, learn that they mostly live right here in
the palm huts and just enjoy the peace and tranquility available. We enjoy
the dialogue and, once again, value the opportunity to interact with local
people in their environment. There is a small dirt road that comes down to
the beach and, in fact, tourists come here from nearby Samana (our next
destination) for the beach and beautiful scenery. There are actually a
group of Italians enjoying themselves nearby. The meal turns out to be
fried whole snapper, rice and peas and plantains. The Dominicans have a
way of frying things where there is not a bit of grease left and even the
fish skin is crisp and delicious. The fish is sauced with onions and
tomatoes, cooked perfectly and would do any restaurant proud. Back to the
boat for some more sleep, then a 1 am departure for Samana, the last port
at the end of the island.
The San Blas Islands are comprised of 365 stunningly
beautiful islands, covered with palm trees, and surrounded by
azure blue water. They are the jewels of the Panamanian
Atlantic coast, and are the cradle of a fascinating and ancient
culture.
The San Blas Islands have been chosen as one of the top two
cruising destinations in the world by Cruising
World and Le Monde Voyage magazines.
The Bocas region is located on the Caribbean coast
of Panama, and the
province of Bocas del Toro shares a border with Costa Rica along Rio
Sixaola, which empties into the Caribbean just South of Puerto Limon and
Cahuita. Travel time from Limon to the Isla de Colon and town of Bocas
del Toro is 2-3 hours by sea via a motor launch, but is slightly more
than a half day when taking the bus from Limon or Cahuita via the border
towns of Sixaolo (C.R.) and Guaybito (Panama), and then onward by
colectivo or cab through Changuinola and Altmirante, where the 1/2 hour
water taxi ride to Bocas begins.
Travel time from Panama City to Bocas del Toro is
one hour each way for
about $95 roundtrip on Aeroperlas, with departures every morning.
Aeroperlas also flies from San Jose, Costa Rica to Bocas via David
(Panama), several days each week. I understand that there is a direct
bus from San Jose to Altamirante, and return, and I believe it is daily.
There are many eco-tourism activities in the Bocas
del Toro region, and
several scuba vendors operating out of Bocas town or nearby. I am trying
to find more from divers who have stayed at a place called the Mangrove
Inn Eco-Dive Resort, which has a dive package that includes
transportation back and forth from Bocas island to its location on a
nearby smaller, otherwise uninhabited island, all meals, and lodging for
$75-$85/day, including two tanks per day and all necessary equipment.
When I discover the facts, I'll post a note about whether this includes
just shore diving to the reef just off the front of the dock at the Inn,
or whether there are boat dives to various places off the archipelago.
In addition to scuba and snorkeling, there are other eco-attractions
such as watching sea turtles, visits to mangrove and rain forests,
visits to traditional Guaymi and Brilei (Terife) villages, and the like.
ANCON, a non-profit ecological foundation for Panama, operates a
visitors center in Bocas town and manages nature reserves on Bastimentos
Islands and elsewhere in the region.
The lush jungles, remote rainforests and
pristine coastline caught Columbus' eye when he arrived here in 1502.
From Isla Colon (Columbus' Island), Cape May Light passengers will
glide through sparkling waters, admiring the coastal scenery
punctuated by regal mountains and typical towns, such as Changuinola,
where the locals are observed going about their daily rituals. Next,
the sprawling Chiquita banana plantation unfolds as passengers are
whisked deeper into the Panamanian countryside to the small town of
Almirante. Traversing smooth waters back through the archipelago on an
open-air boat, they're likely to spy dolphins and manatees cavorting
alongside. Hiking through the nature preserves on Bastimentos Island,
exploring the town of Bocas del Toro independently and snorkeling
along coral reefs are among the optional adventures.
