April 18th, 2024 Mayreau


Hot, sunny

Today we do a lot of work on ‘puters as Christy turns on her Bell SIM card. Not much point in renewing SVG FLOW SIM for one week when we only have one day left here. She will use hers today, I’ll use mine tomorrow.

But there is only one thing to report from this day aside from it being just another day in Paradise in a beautiful location.

As we’re sitting in the cool of the evening in the cockpit, bats start flitting in and out under the bimini. As we sit, there seems to be more/more often. Are they getting bolder or is it my imagination? Christy doesn’t wait to find out – Tama told her they will fly right in your galley after your bananas – she goes below.

I follow a few minutes later and close up a bit.

There’s an abandoned resort in the bay – really must have been something in its time. It’s all stone and concrete so still holding up well altho it won’t be long before it’s trash. The buildings close to the beach are still used by vendors and bbqers. Back from the beach are the chalets and the maintenance buildings. Last year through here I went into the workshop and about a zillion bats went bats. I left. But the point is there are bats, we don’t see them much around but tonight they are buzzing and we’re pretty sure it’s because our bananas are ripe and giving off a bat-odour.

Abandoned resort in Saltwhistle Bay. Arrow points to where the maintenance buildings are. Fascinating place, for sale apparently – US$6-10 million.

Not long into sleep I hear something, get up and there are two, count ’em, two bats flying around the salon. One immediately darts into where Christy is sleeping and I’m thinking “Great, I’m either about to hear a scream or otherwise am going to have to extract that bat by some method that doesn’t freak her out.” The other bat in the salon does not seem interested in leaving but is interested in the bananas. He’s flying around quite a bit and I’m playing dodge-the-bat but I open up the doors to cockpit I convince him to depart. Perhaps it was my stern, Neil Simpson impersonation “Get out of here you black bastard!”. He departs.

Now for bat #2. I go into the room but no sign of a bat. He must have flown out through one of the open hatches – guess they can remember/sense where they came in. Whew. I close up everything – it will be warmer but since I found a fan for both rooms, not too bad. I move all fruit to the freezer compartment (we’re not using it) so they don’t come back.


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