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El Ultimo Viaje: The CAT Crew, featuring Isla Catalina and Los Altos de Chavon

8/2/2013

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So remember last post when I said "dinner was quite the experience?" Well let me tell you all about it.
I was wondering around the beach front in the evening, looking for a cheap dinner and a nice view to people watch and see the sea. I perused through several menus and finally settled on La Perlita, which seemed to be a pretty happening little outdoor restaurant owned by a Spainiard (Spain will always have my heart when it comes to my stomach). In any case, I found myself a cozy little table and took a seat. Not too long afterwards, a gentleman from the next table called over to me, "Are you American?"
"Yep," I smiled back, partly at the question, partly at his Southern drawl.  I hadn´t heard one of those in a long time.
"See," he said proudly to his companions, three fair-haired chaps and brunette girl who all chuckled good-naturedly at their friend´s obvious delight. "We were debating, but I bet that you were American. Would you like to come join us?"
I paused for a mili-sec....don´t get into cars with strangers!...but the pre-school advice drilled into my brain didn´t seem seem to apply. 
"Sure, I´d love to."

Best decision ever.

We chatted and dined, and come to find out, what I had originally assumed to be a family on vacation was actually the crew for a private yacht that had sailed down from Florida. Get out of town!  The crew themselves came from all over the southern U.S. (meaning they all had beautiful southern accents) They were hired full time by the owners of Caterpillar (the machine company), and when they weren´t sailing around the world, which they spent 3-5 months out of the year doing, they maintained the fleet, yes fleet, of boats that the CAT owners docked in Florida. In fact, currently, they didn´t just sail down with a yacht, they had also brought down a large sport fishing boat and a smaller "fountain" boat. All of these crewed by just 5 people. Currently, all of their boats were docked at Casa de Campo, the ritzy country club/resort in la Romana, but they had driven over to Bayahibe for dinner tonight to get some local flavor. Needless to say, I thought this was the coolest thing ever. 
At the end of the night they kindly payed for my dinner and asked if I would like to go sailing with them in the next couple days. In my mind, my jaw was doing the cartoon equivalent of dropping to the floor while fireworks exploded in the background and my feet began to dance an Irish jig. In real life I thanked them all and replied that I would love to. I walked home with a smile as wide as the Florida panhandle on my face and a number to call in my pocket. 

The next day I called and it was decided they would come pick me up the following morning on their "little" boat and we would sail out to Catalina island.  So the following morning I donned my finest swimsuit (haha) and flip flops and strolled around the beach front lazily in the morning while waiting for my ship to arrive and carry me away.
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The crew arrived shortly to sweep me off into the wild blue yonder....but not before treating me to a seafood and pizza lunch. Southern gentlemen really know how to treat a girl right. Fueled up, we were ready to hoist in the anchor and set sail. 
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John, the yacht captain, had some electrical wiring to do back on the yacht, so Jason (driving the boat currently) piloted us back to Casa de Campo to drop him off and then when we were on our way. 
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We cruised up to the shore of Catalina island, but as the water was shallow, we couldn´t pull up to the beach. Instead, Jason dropped anchor and pulled out the fancy snorkel gear. Then we threw ourselves overboard to swim to the island. (I had to depart with the camera at this point.)
Except I totally Tom Hanksed it, like in Castaway, and crashed into some coral. 
Checkout minute 55-56 of the link below....it happened just like that:
http://megashare.info/watch-cast-away-online-TWpFNU5BPT0

For real. Not even kidding. That´s what happened. 
Ok, maybe I´m being a bit over dramatic. The real story is that we ended up snorkeling up to a rocky/coral-y part of the beach.  I was trying to take my flipper off when a nice little wave washed me backwards against the coral where I managed to scrape up my lower back and elbows and tear a nice little gash in my finger. To make matters worse, it was extremely difficult to stand up since the waves kept knocking me back over and I was flopping around like a beached whale with my flippers on. 
How embarrassing.
Luckily Jason was there to rescue me.
Unluckily, I was bleeding profusely. Jason quickly offered to swim back to the ship for the medical equipment.
Not too far down the beach was a crowd of people, tourists, partying under a large tiki hut. It looked like a gathering of multiple tour groups, so while Jason snorkeling back, I decided to make my way over there to see if I could get a band-aid, since I was getting tired of holding pressure on my finger.
Although my injuries were very minor, by the time I made it to the tiki hut, blood was streaming down my arms and legs from the scrapes on my elbows and back and my finger was leaking blood everywhere. Judging by the worried faces of the staff when I arrived, I probably looked like a multiple stab wound victim or possibly like I´d just had a battle with a shark, since they hurriedly shuffled me to the back of the hut away from the partying tourists. 
Then they kindly poured stinging alcohol into my wounds (ouch)and bandaged me up good as new. 
I arrived back to the beach just as Jason was making his way to shore. 
We walked the length of the beach and back, just to check out the surroundings; layed in the sun for a smidge; and then, feeling parched, snorkeled back to the boat.  It really was a lovely little island...just not so good for swimming. 

Anchor´s away!
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Farewell Catalina! 
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P.S. here are some pics of the offending coral cuts o my back and finger....snapped later in the day. 
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After sailing through some mildly rough seas, we were soon docking next to the rest of the Bluewater Cat ships. 
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We hopped off and I got the full tour, from bow to stern, through the multiple bedrooms, the galley (kitchen), salon (living room), and even the engine room of both the multimillion dollar yacht and equally impressive sport fishing boat. 
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They also let me sit in the Captain´s Seat.....
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And drive the boat!!
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Honestly, I don´t know what they were thinking. 
Next up, I was getting a golf court tour of Casa de Campo and Los Altos de Chavon.
Los Altos de Chavon is a small village built in the 1970s in the style of an ancient Roman town. Sitting on a cliff overlooking the Chavon river, this picturesque little site is now home to ritzy art vendors and a smattering of high class restaurants. 
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The village even boasts an old Roman ampitheatre that to this day hosts famous artists from around this word for live concerts. 
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See that building hanging off the cliff there in the picture below. That's where the crew decided to take me to eat later in the evening. Truly, they spoiled me rotten. 
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We headed back to the ships to wash up (for me this included brushing my hair and throwing on a swipe of chapstick) and then it was back to one of the fanciest  restaurants I've ever been in, "The Club",  for dinner. 
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Look at those handsome faces. True southern gentleman every one of them.
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For a sea-faring crew from Florida and LA (lower Alabama!), I quickly discovered that they were all land lovers when it came to food.  Steaks all around. 

The night ended with a mooonlight boat ride back to Bayahibe, and although I insisted I could take a taxi back no problem, they woudn't hear of it: "I don't know how they do things over here, but in the South, we make sure our ladies get home safely."  I was even escorted to my hotel door. 

I crawled  into bed and almost had to pinch myself to make sure the whole day hadn't been a dream. Turns out, everything you've ever heard about Southern hospitality is true and chivalrous gentleman still do exist. Thank you so much to the Bluewater Cat crew for an incredible day. 
4 Comments
Michellie
8/2/2013 07:15:09 am

FYI: Casa de Campo, along with fancy homes, has 1 of the best gulf courses in DR. Altos de Chavon is within the Casa de Campo, but is actually a great Art School affiliated with Parson School of Art in NYC. Its offers 2 year programs for fine arts, fashion and digital design- for its best alumni its followed by a 2 year program in Parson School of Art in NYC to complete a BFA -Bachelor of Fine Arts. It also offers a variety of short intense art related courses during the summer and in spring. I went for a 2 week course for the summer of 2005, which was amazing! They offer student lodging as well as a cozy mini-bar right in campus which is GREAT for students without a car ;) ... The amphitheater is occasionally still used for music concerts. A couple of years ago Sting performed there and many more since then. Anyways, you are SO LUCKY to have found this amazing crew to tour you around! I'm glad you enjoyed it! Try to go to the isla Saona as well while you are still there and don't worry -this one is great for swimming!

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Molly link
8/2/2013 08:06:18 am

Wow Michellie, great info! Thanks for sharing!!

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Straightening Machine link
10/1/2013 06:21:41 pm

Try to go to the isla Saona as well while you are still there and don't worry -this one is great for swimming!

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Kelly Olson link
6/11/2022 05:42:43 am

Hi nice reeading your post

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