So what happened here? And, where did all the people go?
We were curious and wanted to hear the local version so we decided to pay a visit to the island of Montserrat. We anchored in a beautiful small bay called Rendezvous Bay.
Pelicans entertained us with their dive bomb technique of fishing.
Right around the corner is the new small town of Little Bay. This town is slated to be the new capital city. If plans come to fruition, it will have a cruise ship dock, royal yacht club, marina, hotels, boardwalks, hillside villas, etc. Right now, however, it is a sleepy small Caribbean town.
Looking over our shoulders we can easily spot Fine Line alone in Rendezvous Bay. This is a friendly island but we always lock up securely when leaving the boat.
Standing alone on the hillside is the beautiful new Cultural Centre. Why the four-leaf- clovers? Montserrat was once called the Emerald Isle of the Caribbean. The catholic Irish arrived in 1632 to escape persecution from Protestant rule on neighboring St. Kitts. The growing sugar cane trade soon surpassed the abiltity of the Irish workers and so in the middle of the 17th century slaves were brought to the island to work in the fields.
Inside the center you find a state of the art multipurpose facility.We asked our guide what was the most common use for the center and he waffled a bit but it seems alot of people like to get married here. He eagerly showed us how easy it was to pick up and stack the chairs. You now have a big dance floor with a disco ball in the ceiling.
Outside there was lots of construction going on. Building a new town is not easy. Roads and utilities are first and require a skilled labor force and much equipment. Many of these needs are imported from other islands.
Our tour guide, Mr. Joe Phillips, grew up on Montserrat and proved to be a wonderful historian. He brought along his assistant, Shaker. 
Our next stop was a local Methodist Church. It was built on the north side of the island, far away from the volcano. Did God know?
The church dates back to
Encouraged by Shaker, Steve did some breaking and entering.
It was worth the 10 lashes....at least Anne thought so.
Our tour guide waited outside, keeping our ride nice and cool in the shade.
The island is very green and lush. The residents are very self sufficient. Homes are well tended and have gardens planted with all sorts of vegetables and fruits. Here is a terraced garden on a very steep mountainside.
The view and breezes from the mountains are great. Slowly we are beginning to make our way south towards the Exclusion Zone. Our tour guide is very animated as he tells us how the residents were forced to leave their homes and all their possessions behind when the volcano erupted. In the beginnning they hoped and prayed the volcano would calm and life could return to normal. But such was not the case. The volcano that had been dormant for 400 years erupted over the next two years. The capital city of Plymouth, the airport and surrounding areas were distroyed, coverd with thick gray mud.
Our tour guide now whips out a photo album and starts to show us photos of how life was before, during and after the volcano. He claims you cannot begin to understand the transformation this event has had on the island unless you can see the pictures for yourself. Here are local residents shopping as if nothing is going on while the volcano is spewing mud and lava in the background.
The Pyriclastic Flow reaching the water and changing the shape of the island.
Very close to the Exclusion Zone is the Montserrat Volcano Observatory. Here you can see the quiet volcano in the background with lush green hillsides.
Down the road a ways is the first sign of damage. This area is called the Belham Valley. There used to be a bridge 20 feet above a river. Now the bridge is buried in 30 ft. of mud.
Mr. Phillips carfully drives us across the hardpacked mud. It has rained recently and there are deep gauges and groves in the mud. He looks at us and asks if we are scared? Should we be? Hmm, no we sail on a boat and get hammered by big waves all the time. We are not scared of some mud!
We arrive at a buried house. This house belonged to a family. They can still come back and see the remains but most families have left the island. This being a British island, the residents come under the protection of the British government. With the constant eruption of the volcano, the British government felt is best to move all the islanders away. Monetary incentives were offered and many left. Approximately 4000 people refused to leave and they now call the northern half of the island home. Mr. Phillips showing Anne how to eat a cashew fruit.
They are good but a bit tart.
The mud flow has completely covered the old river bed. This river bed is the official dividing line between the Exclusion Zone and the safe area. Unofficially you can visit some areas on the "other side". Our guide tells us he frequently goes to his old house in the hills below the volcano just to visit.
Cashew fruit with the cashew nut hanging on the bottom.
Another beautiful home buried in mud.
Photo of the same house before the eruption
The muddy river covering what was a beautiful golf course.
We really enjoyed the tour of Montserrat. Hearing the story of Montserrat from a local inhabitant made us realize how drastic life has changed for these islanders. Being onboard a boat, we have willingly walked away from our normal way of life but these islanders have been chased and threatened for years not only by the volcano but also but the lure of offers for a new life in a new country. Those that have stayed behind are slowly but surely getting their lives back in order but when will the volcano roar again? The last eruption was in December of 2008. The residents in the north were not affected but could easily see the 40,000 foot ash explosion.Back on board we go for a swim and Steve finds an alien fish....Flying Gurnard.
It is great having your own private beach.
Next stop Guadalupe.
It is great having your own private beach.
Next stop Guadalupe.
See you there.
Anne and Steve
S/V Fine Line
