Cruising to Barbados Via Cruz St. John

For several days we cruised amongst the Virgin Islands on the Rebel Jogger, a forty-foot ocean cruising boat. I was part of the team that sailed it from Halifax, Nova Scotia, to Tortola. It was on my way to Barbados.

Sailing Rebels Runner we found our path to Cruz, the capital of Saint John, and strolled throgh the village town. It had its share of hippies hanging around in the vibrant Caribbean bars where food and booze flowed easily with gossip and instant fiendship.



"She was Tanned as well as wrinkled, we never ever recognized her name, yet white and also tanned as well as wrinkled, was searching for a game. We saw her at the bar at Woodys as well as used her a drink. She mild, well-tanned, and fun. She got to be quite pretty as Woody poured his dual rum.


It was late when we left Woodys; not many people there. Cruz itself was closing just late-night hangers-on as we walked the weary streets in the capital of Saint John. I put $50 in her hand as she sat alone at the bar. She was down on cash and luck that night, a sample of her life. But for the moment, she was happy that she had met someone who cared.

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