Hamish and I were treated to 5 star accomodation in Josh's luxurious flat which had room for about 20 other people rather than just the 2 of us. This was lucky given our performance over the course of the week; by about 9:30 each night we had fallen asleep in the chair or on the couch exhausted after some hectic days, although maybe Josh's dark and stormy's had a bit to do with that as well.
It didn't take us too long to get into the Atlantic, our first day dawned bright and sunny so it was off to pick up the scooters that Josh had hired us for the week and then a tour of the Southern beaches which lasted until the 2nd beach until we jumped in.
As you can see it was rather quiet during the week and we decided that we'd chosen a good week to visit, the temperature was a consistent 20 degrees which was hot enough for swimming, cricket on the beach, BBQing and getting sunburnt - the essential ingredients for a successful holiday on a tropical island.
We had an incredible week and it was hard work leaving on Saturday night. Josh was a marvellous host and it was great to see him again. The photos below will show a bit more about what we got up to.
The light bulb in the Gibbs Hill lighthouse. Great views from up here.
Looking back towards Hamilton, the capital, from the ferry to Dockyards.
Green turtle at the Aquarium.
Marking 'centre' for a serious game on the beach.
Fantasy cave.
The powerful Boston Whaler...
With Captain Hamish in charge.
The smallest 'draw' bridge in the world (which is never drawn)
At the first driving range, the second one we went to had an automatic ball feeder which teed up automatically for you.
Josh biking the Bermuda rail trail - we hired bikes and they were the worst bikes in the world. Josh's was a stunner, 2 gears that worked out of 21.
Hamish lining up a putt on the 18 hole golf course that was all par 3's.
Me on my scooter, Josh's place in the background.
And one for the ladies - a couple of hunks in the Atlantic.
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