From Dominica our next stop was Les Saintes a set of outlying islands belonging to Guadeloupe, that I have been to twice before. They are like a small slice of the Med transported out to the Caribbean, with a lovely climate and a much more subdued colour scheme for their dwellings, well they still put most places to shame but here they are all white with red roofs as opposed to every house being its own colour.
We arrived late in the evening just as the sunnwas starting to set and dropped anchor in among the moored boats as there were no moorings available, 7am promptly the next morning we were woken to move to a mooring on the other side of the bay. A quick hoist of the anchor and a trip round to the other side was followed by a few attempts to catch this mooring as the wind was quite strong and gusty and Chloe May has a tendancy to loose the bow down wind very quickly when the boat becomes stationary. Additional distraction was provided by two dolphins who proceeded to play in the space around our intended mooring buoy.
We went ashore early to check in and have a decent French breakfast at the local cafe come bakery. After that Edward and I headed off to hike the hill to the east of the bay whilst Bob and Cecil stayed in town savouring the good coffee and investigating hiring a scooter.
Part the way up the hill we came across this lovely iguana sunning itself at a cafe spot.
In a very similar fashion to these lovely old men basking in the shade inside the fort grounds.
We walked around the nicely manicured grounds of the fort investigating the remains.