May 1, 2016 Lazy Bones Update: British (BVI’s), U.S. Virgin Islands, and

Our last update left off with us setting sail on March 14th from St Maarten, the most northerly of the , to the (BVI’s). Our destination was the island of , 84 miles northwest.

We left St. Maarten at 5:30 AM and experienced rain squalls most of the day, but we averaged over eight knots and even hit 10.2 knots! We arrived at Virgin Gorda North Sound at 3:30 PM and anchored off Prickly Pear Island. The next morning we took the dinghy across the sound to Gun Creek and cleared in with customs. We came back to Lazy Bones and motor-sailed over to the Bitter End Yacht Club (BEYC), anchored outside the mooring field, and went ashore for lunch. The BEYC is a unique nautical resort that caters to all yachtsmen. They have a small marina, several restaurants, friendly bars, a small grocery store, bungalows, Wi-Fi, a pool, and much more. It’s a great place to hang out, have some drinks, and enjoy a nice meal.

At 4:30 we took the dinghy over to Rock for happy hour. This tiny island was owned by Bert Kilbride, a big enthusiast for SCUBA diving, back in the fifties. In the sixties Bert opened the Pirates Pub, set up a few moorings, and became the local sailors’ hangout. In 1997, he sold out to a developer who built an amazing resort on this tiny piece of rock. We ordered a couple of the famous “Painkiller” drinks, made with rum, pineapple juice, orange juice, and cream of coconut. They taste like a fruit smoothie, and it doesn’t take too many of these drinks to live up to their name!

At 5:00 PM Saba Rock has tarpon feeding alongside their dock. Tarpon are about four feet long, resemble a barracuda, and are fierce fighters, so they are popular with anglers. Lance explained everything you would want to know about tarpon, then he asked for volunteers to feed the fish. Gayle was chosen to lie stomach down on the dock, wrap a piece of fish gut around her fingers which was attached to some delectable fish part, and hold her arm out over the water. The tarpon started jumping up to snatch the dangling bait. After that excitement, Lance handed her a couple of huge lobsters to hold up. This was followed by some yummy lobster tacos at the bar, and, of course, more painkillers.

The next day we moved one mile west and anchored in Leverick Bay. Neptune II had recommended the Michael Beans Pirate Show ashore here. The show is free, and drinks and food are available. Michael has created a fun show for adults and kids alike, with music, singing, stories, and contests, all with very high energy and lots of audience participation. It sounded a bit corny, but it turned out to be a lot of fun and laughter. Jeff even managed to win a bottle of rum for blowing the conch shell the longest in the men’s category!

We were anxious to get our communications up and running, so the next morning we headed around the top of Virgin Gorda and down the west coast to Spanish Town, where we anchored behind the moorings. We went ashore for lunch and bought sim cards for the telephone and iPad. Each country we enter requires different sim cards, so we have quite a collection from the !

Early the next morning, before the cruise ship crowds arrived, we took the dinghy over to The Baths, a unique and unusual formation of huge granite boulders, pools, caves, and trails. We tied the dinghy up to a tether line between two buoys designated for that purpose and snorkeled ashore. We followed the trail to Devil’s Bay through the rocks and pools, with the waves rushing in and out. It is a highly- recommended and amazing experience! The only problem was that Gayle discovered she could not get herself back into the dinghy. She has a left shoulder injury, so she can’t use that arm to pull herself up. Jeff managed to push her gently into the dinghy by coming up underneath her. We decided that she probably shouldn’t do any more snorkeling until her shoulder heals.

After lunch we sailed five miles from Spanish Town to Pusser’s , an idyllic islet almost completely surrounded by a reef, and anchored behind the mooring balls. Ashore is the famous Pusser’s Restaurant, Bar, and Company Store. From 1655 until 1970, sailors in the British Royal Navy were given a daily ration of rum by the ship’s “Purser”, a word the sailors later coined as “Pusser”. We enjoyed some of their famous Painkiller drinks, along with some conch fritters. Conch is basically a giant sea snail and is served every imaginable way: conch burgers, conch salad, conch chowder, conch ceviche, etc.

The wind started to pick up a bit and we started rolling, so we motored across to Trellis Bay on the east end of the island of and grabbed a mooring ($30/night is the standard rate for a mooring in the BVI’s). Trellis Bay is a haven for artists and local craftsmen, so we enjoyed browsing through the shops along the shore. We went to The Last Resort, a restaurant on a tiny islet in the middle of the bay, but the place was dead and they no longer have the donkey inside that you feed carrots to. We ended up at De Loose Mongoose for happy hour and dinner with some fellow cruisers.

Our next stop was , the main town on Tortola, where the cruise ships make their stop. We anchored outside of Marina near the entrance to the huge bay. It was quite rolly that night, so the next morning we moved closer into the bay and anchored next to Wickam Cay 2. We went ashore for some sightseeing and provisioning. Jeff also took our yet again troublesome alternator to Al’s Marine and left it to be repaired.

After lunch we motored to Sea Cows Bay just around the corner and anchored behind the reef. Jeff took our malfunctioning battery charger to Marina for repairs in the dinghy. With all the broken parts dropped off for repair, we sailed down to Soper’s Hole at the west end of Tortola and grabbed a mooring for the night. The next day we went shopping at all the cute but touristy boutiques and had lunch and dinner at the Pusser’s Restaurant and Bar on the waterfront.

Our next stop was Cane Garden Bay, a huge, beautiful, protected bay on the northwest side of Tortola. Keith and Marianne from the megayacht Shalimar, which was anchored nearby, came by on their SUP’s to say hi. We had run into them twice before, at the Bitter End and Leverick Bay. We made a plan to go to the Full Moon Party the next night at Bomba’s Surfside Shack in Apple Bay. It is a popular bar/shack that is famous for getting wild the night of the full moon with reggae music, dancing, booze, mushroom tea, bras, panties, etc.

The full moon rose up over the horizon around 8:30 PM the next evening, so we hopped into a taxi and headed for Bomba’s. We had expected a crazy night with a big, raucous crowd, but it was very subdued and laid back. The crews of Lazy Bones and Shalimar had drinks and danced until midnight, then grabbed a taxi back to Cane Garden Bay.

March 24th was Jeff’s birthday and we decided to celebrate it at the island of just six miles across the channel from Cane Garden Bay. Jost Van Dyke is refreshingly undeveloped. Main Street is a beach lined with hammocks and open-air restaurant/bars. We picked up a mooring in Great Harbour bay, home of the legendary Foxy. We had both been here many years ago and had the opportunity to meet him. In fact, Foxy’s was one of the top ten places in the world to be for the millennium, and Gayle was one of the 5,000 revelers that night on an island that only has a population of 200!

It was quite a treat seeing Foxy all these years later, still telling his stories through long, improvisational calypso rhymes and songs. We don’t know how he does it, but it is amazing to listen to him. Foxy opened a bar here in the 1960’s for all the free- spirited boaters who came to Jost Van Dyke’s unspoiled shores. He single-handedly put the island on the map with his beach bar and his amazing personality.

We spent several days at Great Harbour, enjoying the great food and rum punch. We went to the weekend barbeque dinner at Foxy’s with Keith, Marianne, and Keith’s daughter, Monique, followed by dancing until midnight. Around noon the next day we walked up and over a steep hill in the blazing sun to White Bay to have drinks at the famous Soggy Dollar Bar. Arriving hot and thirsty, we were hugely disappointed to find out that it was Good Friday and no alcohol was being served until later that evening. Somehow a Coke did not hit the spot!

On Easter Sunday we were invited over to the catamaran Optimus to enjoy happy hour with our friends Joe, Kamala, and their adorable son, Mackenzie. It was great to see them again and spend some time catching up. They crossed the Atlantic about the same time as we did, and our paths have been crossing ever since.

The next day we moved on to at the east end of Jost Van Dyke and anchored in front of Foxy’s Taboo, another one of his restaurants. We took the dinghy ashore and followed the trail to the Bubbly Pool, a natural phenomenon involving rocks and water. When the waves crash in, a huge rush of bubbling water like that of a Jacuzzi fills the natural pool, then gets sucked back out. Jeff waded in and waited for the action. The waves that day weren’t nearly as strong as the guidebook suggested (like hold onto your children!), but it was still fun and unique.

We had lunch at Foxy’s Taboo on the way back from the Bubbly Pool, then moved Lazy Bones a short way over to , protected by a big reef, and dropped the anchor for the evening. Jeff donned his mask and fins, as the reef was supposed to be a great snorkeling spot, but the coral was pretty much dead and he saw only a few fish.

It was windy and choppy the next morning, so we headed back across the channel to Cane Garden Bay, where it was much calmer. We visited the old Callwood Rum Distillery (active since the late 1800’s), sampled their four different rums, and bought a bottle of ten-year- old Arundel. We went back ashore for happy hour and dinner at Quito’s, a popular bar and restaurant right near the dinghy dock. We watched the sunset and listened to Quito playing guitar and singing reggae.

After a few more days enjoying Cane Garden Bay, we headed back around the island to Road Town on April 3rd and picked up a mooring. The BVI Spring Regatta, a week-long sailing event attracting racers from all over, was taking place at Nanny Cay. Since there is no anchoring at Nanny Cay, we took a taxi from Road Town. It was the grand finale for the regatta, with lots of entertainment and the awards ceremony. The highlight for us was the Moku Jumbies, dancers on high stilts dressed in bright, colorful costumes. They put on quite an amazing performance for over an hour, and one of them grabbed Gayle’s hand to participate in a reggae line dance with them.

The next day Jeff picked up the alternator, which Al’s Marine was unable to repair after one week because they never ordered the part. We motored back down to Sea Cows Bay and took a mooring temporarily while Jeff took the dinghy to Nanny Cay Marina to pick up the repaired battery charger. On the way over the prop on the outboard must have caught some seaweed, which caused it to slip and run only at very low speeds. Fortunately, there was a Yamaha outboard dealer right next door to the repair shop for the battery charger, so Jeff bought two new props and had one installed on the spot. In eleven years of cruising we never broke a prop, but in one month we broke two.

After Jeff returned to Lazy Bones, we motored across the channel to Great Harbour on , where we anchored for the night. The next morning we went up to Cooper Island, but the bay was too rolly, so we headed to Salt Island for a lunch stop. Jeff snorkeled the wreck of the Rhone. The water is so clear that he could see the entire ship and the divers who were about seventy feet down.

After lunch we moved on to the Bight at and anchored in the middle of the bay in sixty feet. Norman Island is often referred to by the locals as “Treasure Island”, with lots of stories of buried pirate treasure. For happy hour we took the dinghy to the Willy T, a hundred-foot-long steel schooner converted into a floating bar and restaurant. Drinks were flowing, and people were jumping off the third deck into the water. Girls were losing their swimsuit tops when they landed in the water, which, needless to say, Jeff and the other guys enjoyed watching!

The next morning Jeff took the dinghy around to The Caves for a snorkel and saw quite a lot of small colorful fish. He also went out and snorkeled , a unique formation of four red rocks, but found them rather unremarkable.

On April 6th we sailed back to Soper’s Hole on Tortola and checked out of the BVI’s. We motor-sailed eight miles to Cruz Bay on the island of St. John to check into the U.S. Virgin Islands (USVI’s). The anchorage in Cruz Bay was full, so we went to Caneel Bay and anchored close to Shalimar. We took the dinghy back to Cruz Bay and cleared in with customs. When we arrived back at Lazy Bones, a park ranger met us and informed us that anchoring is not allowed if moorings are available in a National Park Service anchorage. Also, the fee is charged whether you are anchored or moored. The moorings are free during the day, so the fee doesn’t apply until 6:00 PM.

Two-thirds of St. John is within the National Park, providing moorings to help preserve the reefs and sea beds from the damage of anchors. The ranger said we could buy a Seniors National Park Service Pass for $10 and get a 50% discount on the mooring fee, so we only paid $13 per night instead of $26. The honor system is in place to pay for a mooring. Floating, unmanned pay stations are installed in each bay. You take an envelope from the station, fill out the front with your boat name and date, put money in it, and drop it in the locked box. Easy and handy!

We were invited over to Shalimar, a beautiful 118 ft. megayacht, for drinks and dinner that evening. Marianne took us on an amazing tour of Shalimar, followed by sunset cocktails on the bow. Keith and Marianne were great hosts and cooked us a delicious dinner of steak and ahi, which we ate under the stars on the aft deck. It was truly an evening of fabulous friends, food, and fun!

The next morning we took the dinghy to Cruz Bay, bought new sim cards and got a U.S. phone number, and rented a car to tour the island. St. John has beautiful bays with white sand beaches and gorgeous turquoise water all along the north shore. The hills and mountains are covered with lush, green vegetation. We scouted out all the prettiest anchorages to take Lazy Bones. We also stopped at the ruins of the Annaberg Sugar Plantation and walked around the estate. We returned to Cruz Bay and provisioned at the amazing Starfish Market, a quality supermarket that has everything you need and more. It’s always a treat to find a supermarket that rivals the ones we take for granted back home.

The following day we left Caneel Bay and sailed four miles to beautiful Maho Bay on the north side of St. John. We picked up a mooring in nine feet of stunning aqua water and spent a relaxing day on Lazy Bones, enjoying the picture-postcard view of the palm trees, white sandy beach, and lush green mountains surrounding the bay. It was truly heavenly to enjoy a lazy day and a star- studded night doing absolutely nothing!

We read that Waterlemon Cay was supposed to have fantastic snorkeling on a nice reef with spotted eagle rays and turtles, so we left Maho Bay the next morning and motor-sailed around Mary Point to Leinster Bay and took a mooring. Jeff took the dinghy over to the tether line and jumped in. Unfortunately, he didn’t see anything except a few blue fish, and the coral on the reef was practically dead. He said it looked like an underwater ghost town!

After lunch we sailed back to beautiful Maho Bay. We took the dinghy to Francis Bay, which connects with Maho Bay, and nudged it onto the beach, since there is no dock. We walked the boardwalk that meandered through the mangroves that line the salt pond and then hiked the rocky trail to the estate ruins. Back on Lazy Bones, we were treated to a brilliant green flash at sunset.

We sailed back to Caneel Bay the next day and took a mooring closer to the resort on the beach. Keith and Marianne came over to Lazy Bones for happy hour, then we all went to Zozo’s Restaurant at Caneel Bay Resort for a fabulous dinner and evening. We said our goodbyes to them that night, as we were leaving for St. Thomas the next day.

On April 11th we left St. John and sailed ten miles to Honeymoon Bay on Water Island, St Thomas. It is a popular anchorage because it is laid-back, has a nice beach with palm trees, and several friendly beach bars. We took the dinghy in for happy hour and enjoyed a walk before sunset.

The following day we headed over to Charlotte Amalie, the capital of St. Thomas, and anchored in Long Bay near the Coast Guard station. We had lunch at Gladys’ Café, where we met Gladys and enjoyed a lunch of fungi (similar to polenta), calaloo soup (similar to spinach), and grouper in creole sauce. We walked a couple of miles to Kmart for some exercise and shopping.

We played tourists the next day and went sightseeing in Charlotte Amalie. We saw the replica of the liberty bell, then walked the 99 steps up Government Hill for a great view of the huge bay, which can hold up to eight cruise ships at one time! We also visited the second oldest Jewish synagogue (1833) in continuous use under a U.S. flag. The docent explained that the synagogue has a sand floor to represent the departure of the Jews from Egypt through the desert.

We then visited the Pissarro Gallery to read about Pissarro’s family, who was also well represented in the synagogue, and to see the works of some local artists. We found an acrylic painting called “Afternoon Sail” by a local artist named Mark Isaacs that we liked so much that it is now hanging in the salon on Lazy Bones! After a long day, we sailed off to Brewers Bay on the west end of St. Thomas to spend the night before leaving for Puerto Rico the next morning.

On April 15th we left St. Thomas and motored twenty miles on flat seas to Culebrita, known as one of the Spanish Virgin Islands and part of Puerto Rico. The swell was too strong there, so we went on to the island of Culebra, one of the official ports of entry. We anchored close to the main town of Dewey in rather murky water, took the dinghy to the Dinghy Dock Bar, and walked twenty minutes to the airport to clear in with customs. They couldn’t find our float plan in the computer that we had submitted, so everything had to be re-entered. We walked back to the bar, had a couple of Medalla beers, and went back to the boat. We re-anchored out by the reef where the water was somewhat clearer, but not appealing enough for swimming.

The next morning we sailed twenty-two miles to Vieques, another one of the Spanish Virgin Islands, and anchored in Esperanza Bay. We saw a Nordhavn trawler anchored nearby named “Starlet”, which sounded familiar. We thought they were in Marina di Ragusa, Sicily, when we were there, but we had never met them. Jeff took the dinghy over and introduced himself. Sure enough, it was Mark and Jennifer, and their dog, Tori, and they had been at Marina di Ragusa at the same time we were.

The next day we went ashore to Bananas Restaurant for mofongo (plantain crust with shrimp inside), ceviche, and grouper, washed down with some great margaritas. We went to the place that operates electric boat tours of Mosquito Bay, an amazing bioluminescent bay two miles east of Esperanza, but the boats were not operating that week due to annual inspections. No motors are allowed in the bay, so kayak tours were another option, but we talked to Mark and Jennifer, and they were kind enough to ask us to join them in their inflatable dinghy that night.

In the afternoon we took Lazy Bones over to Mosquito Bay and anchored outside the entrance. At 8:30 PM Mark and Jennifer picked us up in their dinghy, motored to the entrance, and then paddled into the lagoon. The bioluminescence was not nearly as exciting as we had expected. The oars created luminescence as they moved through the water, but we only saw one fish glow the whole evening. It was a fun time, though, catching up with Mark and Jennifer as we paddled around the bay under the stars.

Gayle woke up the next morning with her face on fire after using Efudex for one week (prescribed by a dermatologist in Road Town). She felt and looked like someone had put a blow-torch to her nose and forehead! She was a trooper, though, and we left Mosquito Bay and sailed thirty-three miles to Patillas on the southeast coast of Puerto Rico and anchored in the protected bay for the night.

We sailed twenty-three miles further west the next day to Salinas. On the way into the anchorage, which is a very shallow channel, what looked like a mud bank appeared in front of us. It suddenly moved, and we realized it was a pair of manatees playing! Manatees, also known as sea cows, are plant-eating marine mammals that look somewhat like a walrus. We had seen them before in the South Pacific.

We anchored near the El Dorado Restaurant at the head of the bay in Salinas, with Starlet not far from us. Mark and Jennifer came by and invited us to join them ashore for dinner, but Gayle’s face was still on fire, so we stayed aboard and took it easy that evening. Hydrocortisone cream and Aquafor, recommended by our dermatologist back home, didn’t help much with the intense burning and itching.

We had planned a rendezvous with our friends, Gary, Venessa, Elliott, and Marina, on s/v Neptune II the next day, as they were making their way back to in the . They arrived about 1:30 on April 20th, and Jeff went over to catch up with them while Gayle tried icing her face. Gary and Jeff went to Sal Pa Dentro Bar and Restaurant to arrange for a music night the following evening. Starlet and Neptune II came over to Lazy Bones for happy hour, and then we all went ashore for dinner at the El Dorado Restaurant.

The next day Gary came over and went over charts of the Turks and Caicos and with us. We all went over to Starlet for happy hour, followed by a great evening of music at the local bar. Jeff on guitar and vocals and Gary on the sax was just like old times. Venessa played guitar and sang with Gary on the sax, too. Elliott was in charge of the sound system. Jeff and Gary have played together off and on for almost eight years! We have been on different paths the last few years and never know when we might run into them again, so we cherish our reunions immensely.

The next morning we went to the marina office with Gary, Venessa, and Marina to pick up the rental car we had arranged to drive to Old San Juan on the north shore of Puerto Rico. Since they had been to San Juan before, Jeff drove and Gary navigated. We felt like we were in in Old San Juan. We all had a great time touring the six levels of El Morro Castle (built in 1539) and its extensive and beautiful grounds. We also enjoyed walking up and down all the streets lined with beautiful, colorful buildings with ornate wrought-iron balconies. We popped into all kinds of interesting shops here and there. We also found a great restaurant for lunch with a piano. Jeff entertained all of us on the piano while we waited for our meal.

After a long day of sightseeing and a drive back to Salinas in rush hour traffic (Puerto Rico has more cars per square mile than any place on earth!), we were too tired for dinner ashore. The next morning we took the car with Gary and Venessa to Ponce, a larger town half an hour away, to do some provisioning and shopping for spare parts. Later that afternoon we went to the marina bar with Neptune II and Starlet for happy hour, followed by dinner at the restaurant. Jennifer invited all of us to Starlet for dessert afterward. She served homemade pound cake, which we cut into bite-size squares and poured different flavored rums and liqueurs on each piece. It was quite a fun dessert, as we tried to guess which piece had which flavor!

The next day we all said our goodbyes as we continued north along with Starlet, and Neptune continued south. We sailed thirty-seven miles to Gilligan’s Island, named that because the island looked like the one from the television show, and the caretaker looked like Bob Denver. When we arrived on Sunday afternoon the place was packed with families cooling off in the water and shuttle boats ferrying people back and forth.

We sailed thirty-one miles around the southwest tip of Puerto Rico the next morning to Puerto Real, where we fueled up at $2.28/gallon for diesel, then anchored in nine feet of rather smelly mud. We went ashore for an ahi dinner at the marina restaurant recommended by Neptune II, but it was closed so we settled for the only one open and had pasta with the local lobster.

On April 26th we left Puerto Rico for the 325 mile sail to the via the legendary and sometimes treacherous Mona Passage. For the next month we will explore the Turks and Caicos, then on to the Bahamas, and finally Ft. Lauderdale, , by June 1st, the start of the hurricane season. We will put Lazy Bones in a protected marina and fly home to L.A. around the middle of June.

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Lazy Bones - BVI, USVI and Puerto Rico 2016

Depth Destination: lat. W.long Comments

Below Keel 19 Prickly Pear Island, Virgin Gorda, BVI 18 30.26 64 22.33 at anchor 54 Bitter End, Virgin Gorda, BVI 18 29.71 64 21.63 at anchor 13 Leverick Bay, Virgin Gorda, BVI 18 30.02 64 23.41 at anchor 35 Spanish Town, Virgin Gorda, BVI 18 27.26 64 26.48 at anchor 24 Marina Cay, Tortola, BVI 17 27.60 64 31.83 at anchor 4 Trellis Bay, Tortola, BVI 18 26.77 64 31.94 Mooring 5 Fort Burt, Road Harbor, Tortola, BVI 18 25.01 64 36.94 at anchor 8 Road Harbor, Tortola, BVI 18 25.46 64 36.81 at anchor 30 Sopers Hole, Tortola, BVI 18 25.46 64 36.81 Mooring 13 Cane Garden Bay, Tortola, BVI 18 25.52 64 39.61 at anchor 25 Great Harbor, Jost van Dyke, BVI 18 26.52 64 45.14 Mooring 32 Long Bay, , BVI 18 27.05 64 43.43 Mooring 5 Sandy Spit, Little Jost van Dyke, BVI 18 27.08 64 42.63 at anchor 15 Cane Garden Bay, Tortola, BVI 18 25.50 64 39.58 at anchor 24 Smugglers Cove, Tortola, BVI 18 23.74 64 42.19 at anchor 5 Road Harbor, Tortola, BVI 18 25.45 64 36.74 Mooring 53 Great Harbor, Peter island, BVI 18 21.37 64 34.81 at anchor 36 Salt Island Bay, BVI 18 22.44 64 31.88 at anchor 55 The Bight at Norman Island, BVI 18 19.12 64 37.24 at anchor 55 Caneel Bay, St John, USVI 18 20.39 64 47.77 Mooring 3 Maho Bay, St John, USVI 18 21.52 64 44.85 Mooring 5 Waterlemon Bay, St John, USVI 18 21.83 64 43.27 Mooring 3 Maho Bay, St John, USVI 18 21.47 64 44.81 Mooring 32 Caneel Bay, St John, USVI 18 20.77 64 47.39 Mooring 18 Druif, Honeymoon Bay, Water island, USVI 18 19.06 64 57.84 at anchor 18 Charlotte Amalie, St thomas, USVI 18 20.21 64 55.70 at anchor 23 Brewers Bay, St Thomas, USVI 18 20.50 64 58.80 at anchor 12 Ensenada Honda, Culedbra, PR 18 18.34 65 17.93 at anchor 12 Punta Colorada, Ensenada Honda, Culedbra, PR 18 17.54 65 16.89 at anchor 12 Esperanza Bay, Vieques, PR 18 05.52 65 28.50 at anchor 7 Puerto Mosquitio, Vieques, PR 18 05.58 65 26,45 at anchor 3 Puerto Patillas, PR 17 58.60 64 59.63 at anchor 4 Puerto Salinas, PR 17 57.63 66 17.62 at anchor 11 Gilligans island, PR 17 56.70 66 52.42 at anchor 3 Puerto Real, PR 18 04.38 67 11.53 at anchor