There’s a small, private island in the Grenadines called Mustique with a reputation for being a playground for the rich and famous. In other words, the exact opposite of Brian and me. But, as I started reading about the beautiful beaches, comprehensive wine lists, and the existence of a stable filled with horses waiting to be exercised by visiting riders, I was intrigued.
It’s is not a typical cruiser hangout, but it sounded fun to us.
In spite of the weather, which was grey and rainy 90% of the four days we spent in Mustique, we managed to make the most of our stay. At times, the only other boat in the harbor was s/v Corpse Pounder, and together we whiled away rainy afternoons at Basil’s Bar, playing Settlers of Catan and a (new to us and super fun) card game called Carcassonne, hanging out.
We also had a few nice lunches up in the hills at the funky/bohemian boutique hotel called Firefly and took walks around the island, every inch of which is perfectly manicured and maintained by a large staff employed by the owners, who pay dues to an association for island upkeep. During rare moments when the sun appeared, we squeezed in some beach time (if you follow us on Instagram, you already know I’m obsessed with Mustique’s amazing palm trees) snorkeled on the reef under our mooring ball, and took a lovely sunset ride around the island (more about that in an upcoming post).
We didn’t spot Mick Jagger or any members of the Royal Family, but we thank them for being away, so we cold enjoy their island in peace and quiet.
The rainy days produced a variety of pretty sunsets: