Montserrat

The swells and wind on our sail to Montserrat were even bigger than expected. Ian had to go below a few times to secure things and I drove clinging on to the wheel as the boat seemed to climb the waves and then bash down the other side of them while rocking and rolling to the port and starboard. Water was everywhere and sometimes I couldn't tell if it was from the sea or the rain. I gave up wiping my sunglasses in the end. We saw fisherman out in their little boats pulling up lobster pots. Talk about being more insane than us. They were bobbing around on the ocean like corks. As we approached Montserrat we could see the cone of the still active volcano hidden behind the clouds. Unfortunately the island had suffered with most of the population leaving after the last volcanic eruption never to return. The calmer seas welcomed us to the only anchorage available now. All other areas of the islands coastline were unfortunately closed. Ian went on shore to complete immigration procedures but there was a lot of security to get through and we were a bit worried about leaving our yacht.