One of the Initial confusing things about New Years Eve in Barbados was the name, here they call it Old Years Night and it is a big event as it is in most parts of the world.
Luckily for us we managed to arrange to go into the deepwater port for a few nights to get fuel and water over NYE so we were free to come and go as we pleased and did not have to keep someone up all night running ribs for us. As usual onboard plans were a little last minute to come together, we headed out to Randall’s to start the night and possibly go outnon his boat as he had a trip planned. As it turned out the others that he had thought were going to come out did not show so we had the boat to ourselves, we decided to take Randall up on his generous offer, heading out up the West coast to watch the fireworks set off in all the luxury resorts. Being offshore a bit we got to see many more than we would otherwise have seen from the land.
Since there were only 8 of us from the Pelican onboard and Randall and Carrie had two of their friends, there was a lot more leeway in music choices etc. Kate (our 2nd officer) finally got her wish to helm the Buccaneer and we made our own entertainment all evening fuelled more I believe by sugar than alcohol.
When passing the deepwater port we made a ‘flyby’ of the Pelican, using the chant made up for the crew parades in the Tall Ships Races, when we returned we found out that they had actually heard us from the boat! Meg and Rick were onboard for duty and spent midnight up the mast trying to get the best view of the fireworks.
After watching the fireworks at midnight we headed back to Bridgetown and chilled out onboard for a bit before heading to the beach to dip our feet in the water for the first time in the new year and then headed back to the ship. Beth andd Yazz burnt the midnigh oil keeping our ships reputation going and headed out to the cruising club and watching dawn break from the beach, returning for breakfast.
All in all a good night was had by all…