Utila, Bay Islands, Honduras

Anchored at the SW Point of Utila's Cays

We left Honduras yesterday morning at 4am heading to the Bay Island of Utila.  The trip was rather unpleasant.  Wind on the nose, swell and seasickness made us wonder if we were going to make it all the way to Utila.  Also Safari (we are sailing together) had a pipe burst on one of their engines, so they were limping along. We considered stopping in one of the Bays on mainland Honduras, but recently reading of murders and robberies of yachts had us rule that one out.  This coastline of Honduras is notorious for pirates and this kept us vigilant.

Arriving at an anchorage after dark is something one tries to avoid at all costs for obvious reasons, but today was going to be one of those days.  Safari couldn't motor much faster than 5 knots and we stuck together, settling on our original destination, Utila.  So, a trip that should have taken us 10 hours, ended up taking 15 hrs.  

We anchored shortly after sunset near a Cay on the outskirts of the South West Shore, avoiding any attempts of cruising through coral heads at night.    It was a relief after a crappy day.

Nix and I went walking around one of the inhabited Cays taking pics

Sun dried fish anyone?

Rourke and Sky entering a little bakery looking for something yummy

Layla and Stormy girl

Me and Nix having a sundowner

Layla and Storm having breakfast at the Bakery in Utila

Layla, Storm and Sky deciding which way to go

Chris waiting for Sky and Rourke to return from their dive

Strange but true...

Rourke and Sky prepping for a dive with instructor Frankie

Rourke and Sky did their openwater dive course in Utila

Sky

Teak on the swing watching Rourke and Sky diving

A river cruise up the lagoon in Utila

Sky and Rourke heading out to sea

Teak, Nix, Craig and Storm overtaking us.  We hired these tuk tuks and went on a tour around the Island

Chris eating corn on the cob done over hot coals with course salt
and freshly squeezed lime

Our wheels for the day.  We found this airplane wreck on the runway, which also serves as the road to get to the North Shore.  The driver does a quick look to make sure its clear then races along at breakneck speed before any planes come to land, no rules!