|Starting the process|
Turing the yole upright
|Flip it over.|
|Climb on and balance that puppy!|
|Free lunch! With drinks! You know the cruisers|
will welcome that!
|2nd yole heading out|
Two of the yoles were soon assembled and dragged down the beach to water's edge. The rally participants divided into 2 groups and selected their chosen yole. The local guys directed everyone to the best place for balance. And off they sailed.
|Found their balance!|
|This is 'racing'?|
This was a fun activity for most of the rally participants. Made more fun because of the drinks consumed at lunch just prior to climbing out on those poles on the yoles.
|Judy and instructor|
|Bill and the professional dance partner|
The steps and moves for the dance we learned were quite simple. Soon everyone could do the basic steps. And then the instructor sped up the beat! And it all fell apart. None of us could do this dance even half as fast as the instructor and his assistant. But we all had lots of laughs trying. That instructor did not have an ounce of fat on his body. I danced with him several times and he felt like solid muscle. Like the body of a ballet dancer.
|The professionals. Their dance looked nothing|
like that of our group.
This was a fun evening and I was drenched with sweat by the time we finished for the night.
This is not a dance I will be trying again. And I never understood the name of this dance. Like everything else said in French, I have no idea what the people were saying.
|Local people gathering for a small carnivale parade.|
A few nights before the rally farewell party, there was a small carnivale parade presented just for the rally participants. We were all docked on the same pontoon. Some of the marina staff, along with employees of the local office of tourism, and along with a few local residents, presented a musical parade. They beat drums and played various musical instruments as they wound through the marina grounds and then down our dock and back to the office area. Cornell Sailing has encouraged all rally participants to dress in carnivale costumes and participate, but few of us did. Bill and I stood on the stern of our boat and watched the parade pass both directions.
A few days later all the rally participants got together and chartered a bus to the big carnivale in Fort du France. I think Bill and I were the only people who opted not to attend. We have seen carnivale on several of the Caribbean islands. Fun the first and maybe second time, but not really our scene anymore. Our crew member, Andrew, however, did join the bus group. He and a crew member off another American boat did not return to the marina that night. No worries; they probably were just having a grand old time at carnivale. Then, they did not return the second night. Okay; they probably were just still having a good time. But after 48 hours past when they had originally been expected to return, both Bill and I and the owner of the other boat began to get slightly worried. The other guy wanted to contact the police but Bill discouraged that. Good thing he did not get the police involved, because both guys returned to the marina that night. As we all had expected, they had just been having a grand old time at carnivale. No problems. Glad they got to experience a true carnivale.
|Unusual musical instruments used in parade for carnivale.|