From the recording Anegada
Before I set eyes on this island, I wanted to write a song with its poetic name. For two hours sailing on a close reach from North Sound, Virgin Gorda, everyone on the boat was singing the old rock hit, “Ine Gada de Vita,” just to throw me off, I’m sure. Arriving at the waypoint, the cruiser’s guide says “turn east to 50 degrees when you see the house with the white roof”. It doesn’t get any more complicated than that on Anegada. Our boat sat on a shallow, eight feet of crystal-clear water over a white sand floor. A fiery-red sunset and a few enormous lobsters further inspired this song.