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We awoke on our first morning, excited. We were planning to roast a suckling pig, Cuban style, and expected friends to join us for a day down-the-islands. By mid morning the gang had arrived, and our jetty, crowded with boats, looked more like the dock of a small marina. As the day proceeded and the lime got into full swing, we began to question whether there was enough rum in the country to quench the thirst of this crazy bunch of Trini's. Great day, great food, wicked lime. Into the Dragon's Mouth Two mornings later my husband was up long before daybreak, he was going fishing, Trini style. No fishing license required. With a cooler full of Carib, an excellent local larger, and enough bait to feed a small whale, he and his determined crew set off with dreams of feeding us for the week.
Out in the Dragon's Mouth, beyond the Boca, the guys trolled for Kingfish, Carite and Grand-écaille (Tarpon), as they rode giant lazy Atlantic swells, like a slow motion roller coaster. By mid day they returned to install their catch in the refrigerator. Not satisfied with their fishy haul they were soon off again to bank for Red Snapper. By evening, after a long day in the sun, my trusty provider was back at our Trinidad vacation rental with a string of bright red beauties. Tired as he was, my honey cooked us an incredible Trinidad Fish Broth. It's a wonderful thing to be married to a trained chef. By comparison, my days were spent mostly working on my tan with a tropical drink close at hand. I am an amateur barista with a love for fruity Caribbean cocktails of my own creation. Hey, I was here to relax.
Every day we found something to do in our private bay - skiing, sailing, swimming or snorkeling. I particularly enjoyed our casual meetings with the local undersea residents. Cheeky Sergeant Majors, inquisitive Grunts, noble Angelfish, and Carnival colored Parrotfish our constant companions. We were able to snorkel undisturbed for hours in the calm, emerald-colored water.
Every evening around dusk, we jumped in our rented Pirogue, a small local fishing boat, and headed out to witness a herd of Caribbean Bottlenose Dolphin on their way home. Some evenings, they would leap out of the water mocking us with their playfulness. At other times, these wild wonders were subdued and hard to find. Either way, being out on the water at sunset was a perfect way to end each day.
On the evenings we didn't feel to cook we boated over to the mainland, just minutes away, where there were a couple charming, water-side restaurants with perfect access for vacationers, like us, staying at Trinidad rentals Down-the-Islands. These restaurants cater primarily to the international yachting community, called "Yachties" by locals, who use these quiet, and relatively hurricane free, waters as a hideout - much like the pirates of old did. Would we recommend Trinidad rentals, particularly those down-the-islands? You bet we would, in a wink! We picture ourselves returning when we have kids. What a great place to teach them to swim, snorkel, fish, ski and sail. In fact, what a great place, period. |
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