When you first anchor in Portsmouth, there is a system/company of boats and one comes out to greet you and make their touring services available to you. Being new to the harbor I was weary of this boat guy coming out to welcome us. But now I know….

About 10 or so years ago this harbor was unsafe until a group of men made it safe. They patrol the waters at night and keep a general look out during the day. If any issues or questions arise you look for one of these guys. They’re referred to as P.A.Y.S. And they are phenomenally great. That said, Mike and I enjoy off the beaten track adventures, the kind that involves meandering and less so guides and fannypacks. Which is why it took about 3 days to finally agree to one of the PAYS guys to take us on a river tour. Our boat guy was Alexis.DSC_0137

We started the day with a tour down the Indian River. Our main man, Alexis, spoke Creole, English, French, German, and Spanish. Crazy impressive! We were with a French family so poor Alexis had to explain everything twice French and English, for all to understand.

DSC_0143 DSC_0149Our first stop was Calypso’s digs in the tropical rainforest. If it looks familiar, then I know you’ve seen Pirates of the Caribbean II. That’s right, 10 years ago the amazing

DSC_0156cast including Johnny Depp Orlando Bloom Bill Nighy stayed in Dominica for some time going out to the local bars. (title of this post is a Jack Sparrow quote from P. of the C. II)

The water was far clearer than I thought it would be. I was anticipating swamp and algae. The brackish water supports fish, mainly mullet fish, which we saw plenty of. The only other boat we saw on the river were our friends on Aggressive and Alpha Crucis.DSC_0150

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DSC_0168We left our boats and went on a stroll where Alexis told us about the local vegetation. Coming from a farming background he was able to give us insight on how simple yet difficult life can be living off the land. He pointed out cinnamon trees to us and then THWAK! With his machete he took a piece of the tree and showed us how it smelled…. like a perfect Martha Stewart Christmas… but better. It was incredible, we strolled around this farmland with Alexis and his machete. He was slicing off passion fruit, star fruit, coconut, coffee beans, bananas…. for us to try. We ended our stroll at a brightly colored house where we had fresh passion fruit juice. And Mike and I standing at the bar, noticed bottles that looked like rum. We were correct and tasted the homemade rum. We bought a bottle that had coconut and cinnamon mixed in it. YUM! And sure enough, our friends from Aggressive and Alpha Crucis wandered in and we all enjoyed our rum drinks after a fresh snack of fruits. In the end, Mike & I enjoyed our tour immensely!

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Our day doesn’t end here (good grief… I know… the blog entry continues). Alexis dropped us off around 11 but we still had the rest of the day. Sitting on a tour boat didn’t tucker us out so we asked Acedia, Alpha Crucis, and Aggressive (alliteration not intentional, on occasion we do befriend boats that start with other letters of the alphabet). The 7 of us rallied and we found a lime green van to take us into the mountains to explore the Syndicate Rainforest.

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Mystery Mobile in action

Once we made it back from the waterfalls our walk continued, 30 minutes (according to Alan) down a very hilly road to the rainforest and parrot reserve… About an hour later we were still making our way down this road. Thank goodness we had the enjoyable company of Nills, Lisa, Megs, Tom and Melissa to keep us preoccupied from  the temperately humid nonending march to nowhere. And just as the farmland began to disappear and more open and wild vegetation grew we spotted two vibrantly green parrots fly overhead. And that’s when good -ole- Alan appeared. We hopped in the van and he drove us the last 1/4 of a mile to the rainforest reserve center. He was kind enough to let us stroll around for another 15 minutes.

We made it back just in time for Lisa and I to watch for our green flash we, so badly, yearn to see. No go this time… maybe next.

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