This is the view you get of the marina in Bridgetown as you leave at the crack of dawn to go fishing. As the charter assistant pointed out, it is called "fishing" not "catching". We fished but, as usual, we didn't catch.

Lisa looks pretty comfortable on a deck chair in the early morning sun. You can see how rough the Caribbean is off the West Coast of Barbados.









Cruise ships large and small visit Barbados. This one was tiny compared to a big Carnival Cruise ship that was also in port. We guessed that this one was half the length, two decks shorter, and probably at least a third narrower in beam than the big ship, and the big one wasn't even one of the monsters that routinely prowl the Caribbean searching for bargains on china, crystal and wristwatches.

























Dave, Ben and Jonothon looked pretty relaxed most of the boatride. I guess with no fish biting there wasn't much to be concerned about.