Much Ado About Nothing...really. I was very concerned about the imminent tropical storm that was headed our way. All day I kept a wary eye on the weather radar and had spent a couple of hours lowering the hurricane shutters at work. While it was not predicted to hit us directly, I fully expected hours of drench rains and extreme winds. Well the wind did pick up, but not enough to topple a trash can. And it did rain, but was only heavy in isolated spots. At one location in the town area, there was a long puddle about 6-8" of deep water. We went to the grocery store and in usual Michigan-esque pre-storm fashion expected to see gobs of people buying supplies to get them through the storm. Not so. The grocery store was no busier than usual. At work not one local person even brought up the impending disaster. When we got home, the wind was calm, there was no rain and we had dinner out on the veranda. Went swimming in the pool and read the news on the deck. Tropical Storm Chantal? No biggie.
We spent the afternoon at a sleepy little fishing village on the northeastern edge of St. Kitts. On the way through the village we saw lobster traps being constructed and I would have taken pictures but that seemed intrusive at the time. While beach combing I observed a local fisherman with a dozen conch that he was extracting from their shells. Very interesting. He did not want his picture taken. On the way to this village we passed a large number of lobster buoys just off shore on the Caribbean side. When the restaurants say "fresh lobster", indeed it is fresh, as are the conch fritters. A reef protects the shoreline to make this a natural safe harbor for the local fishing fleet. Mount Liamauga in the background. Amy and Kyle in the distance doing some beach combing. Amy has a huge collection of beach glass from this trip. Looking south along the Atlantic coastline. Kyle is rescuing a Portugues...

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