After a day of boating the Trimble's and Roberts' settled in for a calm New Years Eve of cocktails, more spiny lobster with butter and cards. Went to bed early, and woke up to another spectacular day.
Here is the runway at daybreak.
Bill Trimble's plane.Billy's plane.
Beach hut at The Crooked Island Lodge.
Sitting next to the runway.
My yummy breakfast. Do you think I have eaten enough protein?
Crooked Island Lodge's pink bar on the beach.
View from our hotel room, which was rustic, but clean and simple. Such a perfect retreat from the world. If you are looking to write a novel or practice days of meditation immersion, this is your spot.