The fish that Moss caught.
Pigeon Bay, Guadeloupe
Written Jul 5, 2015
Sometimes things just turn around, in a good way. The rough (for us) winds eased up and allowed Guadeloupe to shine. But before that happened, I should explain that the wind HOWLED that night in Pigeon Bay. And we awoke to our dingy, the TARDIS, our life line to land, had completely flipped over turtle style, with its engine fully submerged.
Team Zissou (cough, er, we) kicked into action. Pre breakfast and still in our undies, we managed to attach the dingy to the davits and raise it enough to pour the water out and turn the thing right side up. Miraculously, all contents were present and intact, save the anchor (which we have never used), which Moss dove to retrieve.
Then, armed with the knowledge of a YouTube video (I’ll find the link and insert it here), Moss then repaired the salt water-soaked engine with diesel spray, so we could make it to our 9:30 am dive booking with Les Heures Saines.
We made it on time and dove for an hour in the fantastic Jacques Cousteau Marine National Park. It was a great experience and clearly the best dive we’ve done to date — with coral, urchins, sea grass, schools of fish. It was spectacular.
Back ashore, walking back to the dingy dock, Moss had the idea to leave for Basseterre after lunch. I’d been looking forward to a lazy afternoon, but it turns out to have been the right idea.
 
We had an easy 10 nm sail south with waves under 1m and wind barely audible. There were moments of maybe 15 knot winds. We ended up motor sailing the whole way, with full main and no jib, at 5-7 knots. This was a welcome change from the um, beatings we’d had in earlier crossings.
 
En route, Moss caught a Mahi Mahi, which he is filleting as I write this. And Niamh, our fearless shou-chef, is right in there too.
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And it was the BEST fish dinner ever eaten on Earth by anyone. Ever.