Day on the Trimaran

The morning after I arrived, we were informed that we were going on a sailing expedition aboard a trimaran. I'd never heard of a trimaran before. Till this trip, I'd been on one sailboat in my life, and that was 21 years ago when I was involved in a Dating Game-type activity. The bachelor I ended up picking took me on a sailboat in San Diego. Thankfully it was a double date, because he turned out to be an absolute creep, and I spent the entire day trying to get away from him on that little craft. But I digress.

This sailboat was massive! The Cuan Law has 10 staterooms, and a full staff to endlessly feed and entertain the passengers. The bride and groom had chartered it for the day, and we set sail from Virgin Gorda after breakfast headed towards Salt Island where we had a chance to do a few dives around the Rhone wreck. I did the two day dives, but opted out of the night dive.

We enjoyed a leisurely day of laying in hammocks getting to know each other, (over) eating, water skiing, diving, snorkeling, kayaking, sailing on the smaller hobie cats, and even enjoyed an impromptu dramatic production starring the passengers about the RMS Rhone and how she wrecked. After a scrumptious dinner, we returned to Virgin Gorda at 10pm.

Ahhh, Good times! I was one of the few people aboard who hadn't been on it before. I felt spoiled like a princess.