|AU2 stayed behind with us slow pokes while Smart Move sped on ahead!
There are several Maho Beaches out here... but the one I'm talking about is the one where the runway for a major airport begins - or ends, depending upon which way the wind is blowing - at this beach!
When Robyn and Barry on Smart Move invited us to tag along with them to Maho, we cleared our schedule and hopped into the dinghy! They sped off across the Lagoon leaving us to put-put along after them in our slow dinghy. JL and Michael were nice enough to hover like a mother hen so that we wouldn't get lost!
|One of several wrecks in the lagoon
|The Causeway Bridge leading to the Dutch side - Sint Maarten
|Passing beneath the Causeway Bridge in the middle of the Lagoon
|There are a LOT of very large and beautiful yachts here on the Dutch side
|The bar is right behind these big, beautiful boats!!!
|I couldn't even fit the entire mast in the camera frame!
I for one was very appreciative that we had someone to show us the way. Robyn and Barry have been here before... they told us where to tie up, then they led us through the bar to the street where we could catch a bus to our destination.
|We will have to come back here when we're done!
|See the sign?
The noise and blowing sand from just these small planes was enough to convince me that I did NOT want to be here when a big plane came in.
Thanks to Robyn, we found the perfect spot from which to watch the festivities... and have a delicious lunch!
Sunset Beach Bar where we settled to watch the show.
Planes come throughout the day but the larger ones seem to come mid morning and mid afternoon. We saw many landings, fascinated to watch the completely odd scene of giant planes floating right over the heads of the unsuspecting beach-goers.
|There's always one...
Suddenly sand begins to swirl... the blast becomes stronger still... until sand and people are literally tumbling into the water as the big bird releases the brakes and hurls itself forward into the sky!
|You can see the sand and people being blown into the water! It was awesome!
It wasn't how I had imagined it. In my mind's eye... I envisioned me standing on this beach with only Bruce and maybe a couple of friends. I would be slim and tanned in a bikini... my hair would be long and blond... I would lie back on my beach blanket with my camera at the ready for a big one to come. I would lazily raise the camera and take the perfect video and photos from directly beneath the landing plane... so close I could have stretched out my toe and touched it's belly as it passed over. My hair would have lifted gently in the soft breeze...
Wake up Tammy! What really would have happened if Robyn had not the sense to find us a safe haven from which to watch the carnage is this: I would have stood down there in the blazing hot sand, jostled by the hot, sweaty bodies of people way to bold and comfortable in their own skin to be touching me... That big plane would have come over and I would have NO pictures because I would have been screaming and reeling from the pain as sand entrenched burrowed beneath my eyelids... And I would STILL be picking impacted sand out of crevices I didn't know I had! Thank you Robyn and Barry!
|In case you missed the sign earlier...
|After a photo op with the big boats...
|You know you're at a yacht club when...
|Do people really carry around a supply of burgees to leave at random yacht clubs?
|Let the show begin!
|Easy does it! Center it up...
|That all folks, nothing to see here... keep moving...