Bizzy graciously offered us moorage in the beautiful marina of Port St Charles, to charge up our batteries and refill our water tanks. This place is chock-full of yachts and superyachts of all flavors. Vingilótë was in good company.
In the afternoon Rory, Edwin and I walked down to the lovely village of Speightstown, also known as Little Bristol, where much of Barbados’s sugar industry was housed during colonial times. It was Sunday, so not many of the shops were open, but we found a gorgeous beach bar for lunch and a few drinks.