Sailing Poets' Story of Cruz St. John USV!
We cruised throught the Virgin Islands on the Rebel Jogger, a forty-foot ocean sailing boat. I belonged to the crew that sailed it from Halifax, Nova Scotia, to Tortola. It got on my means to Barbados. Sailing Rebels Runner we discovered our path to Cruz, the capital of Saint John, and walked the streets of a forgoten town. It had lots of older hippies hanging around in the vivid Caribbean bars where food and booze flowed easily with gossip and instant fiendship. "She was Tanned and wrinkled, we never ever knew her name, yet white and also tanned and also wrinkled, was looking for a game. We saw her at bench at Woodys as well as offered her a drink. She small, well-tanned, and fun. She reached be fairly pretty as Woody put his dual rum. Rogues Memeory Cruz