10 March 2026, Tuesday, Falmouth to Carlisle Bay, Antigua


David asked if we wanted to try foiling this morning. He needs some help to do it since a dinghy is required for retrieving and pulling neophyte foilers and Jackie can’t pull-start theirs. My shoulder has been killing me though and so I say no. But that was probably a mistake in hindsight. Christy and I also want to go on up the island a bit, so would like to go in the morning.

David and Jackie recommend Carlisle Bay, just a few miles west on the coast and apparently a lovely little spot. Can be rolly if the winds are too much out of the south tho. But we go after a leisurely start and sail in an almost completely downwind sail the several miles to Carlisle.

It is a lovely little bay with a beautiful resort on a big wide beach. We anchor in 4.5 m of sand and head on into the beach. The beach is great, the Carlisle Bay resort apparently 4+ starts also looks great, not very crowded it seems. We snoop around and after walking the beach stop at one of the cute little bars at the east end of the beach for a cold drink. Soda water + mango smoothie = C$35! (US$9 for my soda water.) Oops. Christy asks about day passes – they are available for US$175 each, includes all facilities, one three-course meal and afternoon tea. That’s about C$500 for a day but we’re not that desperate for pampering. We do scope out the facilities a bit more, including the sports area, pool, spa and 4 or 5 restaurants. It looks pretty nice.

Carlisle Bay Resort. We fit right in.

We walk back towards the dinghy which is pulled up on the outer beach at the south-east end. Chat with Murphy the security guard for a bit then head back to Milu.

Fly the drone a bit. Of course, I make the mistake of pressing OFF for video when I want ON but there’s some decent footage at least. It’s quite windy and I’m happy to land the drone safely.

Drone shot of Milu in Carlisle Bay

Lounge around the boat for the rest of the day/evening. It’s a bit rolly at first but calms down overnight. Interestingly, I sit out in the cockpit after dinner to read and there are three people with headlamps on the shore in the rocks. My daytime memory of that area is it is unfit for humans on foot and I wonder what they are doing, if they need help. There is no screaming or yelling for help and there is not much I could do anyway. Absolutely impossible to approach the rocks with waves smashing on them from the sea side. Eventually, they walk out of the rocks onto the little beach at the south end of the cliffs. Strange.


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