We stayed with my Aunt and Uncle who still live there in a beautiful seaside community known as Judith’s Fancy. They have a beautiful and spacious stone house there. We were treated to first class accommodations in a suite of apartments on the lower level.

Each morning, I would rise before my sluggardly companions, don my bathing suit, grab my equipment, and walk across the street to the beach. Carefully avoiding the sea urchins in the shallows, I paddled over the reef and out to the break.

The first evening there, I had cornered a friendly local and pumped him for information about the reef, what to look out for, where to enter and exit the water, how to avoid getting hurt. It’s always a good idea to watch the locals for a while, and to ask questions and learn.

The waves were pretty decent. I took a disposable waterproof camera out with me, and got a couple of fair pictures of a couple of nice rides.

Sadly, the surf conditions diminished steadily day by day during our visit. While we were gone, epic surf struck Southern California. Oh well, out of phase again!

Perhaps on my next visit to St. Croix I can talk my cousin Eric into taking me to surf Salt River Mouth with him.