Day Two, started off for me, in the same clothes as Day One. To make a long story short though, my bag made it to the local customs office later that morning, and by lunch, I was in fresh clothes and squeaky clean.
We were staying, again with Jean's parents, Nancy & Del, at Frenchman's Resort, on Frenchman's Cay, on Tortola. It's a beautiful beachside resort with nicely appointed individual villa's. Our was at the top of the aforementioned hill, which afforded us an amazing view. Walking down to the beach and we were rewarded with a quiet little lagoon, rocky outcroppings and persistently incredible vistas. In fact, I quickly developed Beautiful Vista Fatigue (BVF) and had to force myself to take yet another landscape photo.
Reunited with my luggage, I was eager to get the bikes together. To save weight, a few parts from each bike go in our duffel bags, and that's where the tools are too, so all of the luggage is equally important. No duffel bag = no tools = no bikes.
The day eventually got away from us and I think I ended up having beer and chocolate mousse for dinner. Proper eating apparently was on vacation too.