A semi-naked sailing story that wouldn't be all that unusual in the French islands, but was somewhat of an oddity in the BVI.
We were on a mooring
at Cooper's Island several years ago. We had sailed up to meet our son who had flown down from the States to join us for a week of sailing. I was below, and happened to glance out the port. A 40-something guy was slowly steering
his boat into the mooring
field, aiming at a vacant mooring ball. On the bow was a very
buxom blond, topless, with a bikini bottom. I immediately went on deck
to see what was next. (Neither my wife nor my son, who were watching from the cockpit
, had alerted me to this nautical maneuver for some reason!)
expertly slowed his boat as he approached the ball, bringing it to a halt at just the right moment. A second topless crew member
, a slender brunette also wearing a bikini bottom, hopped into the towed dinghy
and gracefully paddled it up to the mooring ball, where she picked up the pendant and handed it to the blond on the bow. Safely moored, the crew returned to the cockpit
for a congratulatory hug from the skipper
There's nothing like a well-trained crew.