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Summer 2008

Bonaire: Above Sea Level

Below the sea Bonaire is truly a "diver's paradise" with a fringing reef populated by dense coral communities and colorful fish. Above sea level, it is an arid island of cactus and salt pans, inhabited by donkeys, goats, and iguanas. Tourism here is almost entirely focused on scuba diving, but the island is still worth a land tour.

After traveling through the eastern Caribbean and Venezuela, we found Bonaire to be refreshingly clean and civilized. Instead of the trash and mangy stray dogs that have been the norm elsewhere, here we found clean streets, brightly painted buildings, and donation cans for the local animal shelter (explaining the lack of pitiful strays). Preservation of the environment also has a higher priority in Bonaire than we've seen anywhere else.

After the anxiety we felt in Venezuela due to thefts and armed robberies, here in Bonaire we finally relaxed and felt safe. Although Dutch and Papiamentu are the local languages, most shopkeepers speak English. No more struggles to communicate in Tarzan Spanish! I was also thrilled to find grocery items that were either unavailable or hard to find in Venezuela, for example: cheddar and Monterey jack cheese, sour cream, applesauce, Tostitos, cranberry sauce, pickle relish, cooking spray, Ranch dressing, and dried pinto beans. Even so, Bonaire is an island and the grocery selection varies from week to week depending on what the latest ship brought in. So, if you see something you need, buy several of them.

Sticker shock greets anyone arriving in Bonaire from Venezuela. Two 5-gallon jerry cans of gasoline cost us $68, compared to $4 for the same quantity in Venezuela. Gasoline is $6.43 a gallon; diesel, $4.54. To protect the reef, anchoring is not allowed here. Yachts must either pay $10 a day for a mooring or go into a marina. We support the no anchoring policy, but it does add to the expense of being here. The mooring field is pleasant, except when the south swell rolls the boats or when the music blares from Karel's bar at 2:00 A.M.

Rain is an infrequent occurrence in Bonaire. Dirt blowing off the island will turn your boat brown in a day's time. After our first month here with hardly a splatter of rain, we started considering growing vegetables on our hard top. When it does rain, screen your hatches because here come the mosquitoes and they're almost impossible to swat.

All that said, the scuba diving has more than offset these few inconveniences and the higher costs. Bonaire has been a highlight of our cruise, and we highly recommend it to divers arriving by boat or airplane.

Sunset in Bonaire

Blow hole on the treacherous windward side of the island.
Sailors, don't get caught on this lee shore!

Washington-Slagbaai National Park on the north side of Bonaire

Bonaire is home to the threatened Lora parrot.

The troupial is commonly spotted around the island.

Seven years ago in this exact spot, Nick photographed a yellow bird eating out of my
hand. Here, a whiptail lizard (Caribbean Soul's mascot) enjoys some cookie crumbs.

Pink flamingos migrate to Bonaire during wet season.

Salt has historically been Bonaire's main export. The salt pans are found
on the south side of the island.

In the past, colored obelisks guided ships to the salt pans.

These slave huts are a shameful reminder of the past.

At 5'2" I can barely stretch out inside a slave hut. Imagine six grown
men sleeping in this space.

Lac Bay offers windsurfers strong trade winds inside the reef. There's also a
naturist resort next door for those who like to take it all off.

A local group performs at "Taste of Bonaire."

Local girls at the "Taste of Bonaire" celebration to kick off International Year of the Reef.

Bonairians range from blonde Europeans, to Blacks, to Hispanics, and
everything in between.

Fisherman and his wife trolling off the town of Kralendijk.

Traffic stopped and pedestrians stared in amazement when a local
fisherman brought in this catch. Nick dreams about snagging
something this big.

When the tropical wave that became Hurricane Dolly passed to our north, the wind
died and the water was calm enough to see the reef 50 feet below our boat. This is
a picture of our mooring in 15 feet of water.

We finally got several hours of rain in July. We were both on deck
with buckets and scrub brushes to wash the filthy decks.

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