The William Thornton, British Virgin Islands

I love the British Virgin Islands. It’s a place that’s just damn good fun. Sure, it is the holidaymakers Caribbean, it can be a bit Americanised, and the sailing is at the milder end of the spectrum with such sheltered waters. But, for a great sailing holiday, with virtually guaranteed wind, you can’t really go wrong. A must visit is the legendary Willy T.

A rust bucket of a boat that has been a bar for as long as anyone can remember, the Willy T is a wonderful old beast that’s seen a few parties. You pick up a mooring buoy, jump in the tender/on the paddle board/swim, and sink a few Willy T sundowners. And then probably quite a few more. It’s a BVI institution.

The drink to have here is unquestionably a Dark and Stormy. Forget to bring money to pay for it? Not a problem, just jump off the back of top deck, naked, and it’s free.

www.willy-t.com

Email this to someonePin on PinterestShare on FacebookTweet about this on TwitterShare on LinkedInShare on Tumblr

Related Content

Best Consumer Feature, 2018 Caribbean Travel Media... Pleased to have my writing recognised recently, winning the Caribbean Travel Media Awards 2018 Best Consumer Feature with my piece for Yachting Monthly. I love the Caribbean, having first made landfall there in 2013 after a long sail via the Cape Verde islands. Antigua is a particular favourite, probably largely due to the plethora of brilliant ...
Japan. Japan is in many ways the most civilised of countries. The trains are spotless, the taxi drivers wear starched white gloves and the ATM presents your cash to you with a joyous tune. However, it is also a place of inherent conformity. I find the cultural complexities and frustrations really hard to explain, it's the little things. Nevertheless, it's...
No car New York City Last month I was in New York. It snowed so much they banned cars from the roads, leading to an apocalyptic feel to the place I'll probably never see again in my lifetime...          
Marstrand, Sweden After two weeks of sailing in freezing temperatures the outline of Marstrand's coastal defences appeared on the horizon. We had been diverted, the harbour we were originally aiming for had iced over, and the little inlet of Marstrand was as far north as we could go. A smart summer retreat for Gothenburg residents, Marstrand in March was almost e...

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *