That's Mary-Ann on the left enjoying a little mojito with Loretta practising her scuba diving in the pool. This was a bar we often frequented for obvious reasons whenever we hit the French Side. We're anchored somewhere off in the blue and just soaking everything up on the shore. You can see Anguilla under the arch. When I sailed over from Cape Town in 1982 this was the first place I visited in the winters after sailing up to New York. I also kept the boat here for a while and commuted by air. Bomba's Shack, Kieto's and steel drum bands. It's also a great place to set off for Jost van Dyke and the legendary Foxy's bar.
The mojitos are dangerous.