So one of the reasons we headed to Nevis was to hike with Chris and a group of hikers that hit the slopes every Thursday morning.
It was a rather leisurely hike, but very humid - Florida humid. Ick. This was also not a quiet hike, as lots of huge leaves were on the ground, crunching as we walked.
Not only did we have a fun bunch of people from all over the world, but we had a couple that lived nearby that knew a lot of the history or the ruins we were seeing.
This is a very, very old watering pit for the cattle that were brought in to run the sugar mill equipment before steam entered the picture.
There were a number of old cattle pens too. It was odd to walk on old roads (1800s, I think), knowing that slaves had once walked the same paths. I was quite enjoying the fact that we didn't have to worry about snakes like home when a guy in front of us saw a baby tarantula creeping across the trail. Oh yeah, I forgot they have those here. I only have a blurry photo, but you know what a tarantula looks like.
That was a great way to start the morning. Thanks Chris! It wasn't long before it was time to catch the ferry back to St. Kitts. Here you can see how close the islands are (St Kitts left/Nevis right).
Notice how the west side of St. Kitts is lush, and the east side is all brown. There's rainforest on one side, and cacti and beaches on the other. Strange, but what we like about it here.
And then we were back.