Bonaire was our "home away from home" for the month of November. It was nice to settle into one place after hopping around to new anchorages every few days. Surprised by the semi-desert landscape, we enjoyed driving around the small island that's home to towering cacti and iguana, among other interesting animals found wandering the back roads like donkeys, goats and sheep.
Bonaire is better known for its world class scuba diving, snorkeling and wind surfing, and has legally protected its marine
environment since 1979. No anchoring is allowed; only moorings for visiting sailboats. The pace is slow and the people are very friendly. The average temperature is a lovely 82 degrees with sunny skies year round. Needless to say, we had a very good stay in
Bonaire!
Now for some interesting photos and facts about this beautiful island:

Saint Nicholas comes early in
Bonaire, bringing gifts on the night of December 4
th. According to Dutch tradition, good children fill their shoes with hay and carrots for St. Nick's horse, then find it replaced with candy on the morning of December 5
th. Naughty boys and girls are threatened with switches and the like from Black Pete. Danielle was clearly not excited when presented with her candy-filled sneaker, but promptly ate the wonderful milk chocolate treat for breakfast without further complaint.

Wild goats can be seen crossing the lesser traveled roads on the island. This one reminds me of the
nubians we raised at home on the farm.
Oh, how I wish I could have some fresh goat milk!

Ricky snagged a 20 pound
mahi mahi on our way back to Curacao. He was yellow at first, then turned blue, then yellow again. Danielle ate her portion raw, seasoned with salt and red pepper. Ricky grilled the rest for dinner that night with friends Pieter, Randy and Inge.

Danielle learning to windsurf

Ricky caught on to windsurfing with ease, as usual.

We had to try the Iguana Stew, ordered at Rose Inn, where traditional food is served. You could see the skin on one side of the white meat, and I would guess that they just chopped up the tail. We had to carefully pick through the bones. Hey, it's part of the culture!
Salt is harvested as a natural
resource.

Thousands of shy, pink
flamingos forage for shrimp in the bone-white salt flats.

Slaves huts remain as a reminder of the slave history of
Bonaire, going back to 1499. Slaves were brought to work in the salt ponds, and four men were housed in each tiny building.

Cactus fences are commonly seen. Everyone has their property fenced to keep out the goats!

Iguanas are everywhere! This guy actually climbed up the side of my chair while we were eating at an outdoor restaurant on the water. I
did not feed him!
Sea Ya!
Ricky, Robin and Danielle