Oil Down on the Hog

As we lifted and pulled our little dinghy up the white sandy beach of Hog Island, we were instantly hit with the smell of a smoky wood burning fire. Tying the dinghy painter to an old tree trunk, we looked around.

Down towards Roger’s bar we saw the catamaran Shadowfax waiting to take tourists from the cruise ship back to St. George’s. We saw locals with their coolers and chairs hanging out, talking and laughing together. Little children played in the water.

Welcome to Hog Island!

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