The Leewards are the northern half of the Lesser Antilles, and they carry the wreckage of three hundred years of European argument ’ forts on every headland, and islands that changed flags so often the cooking never settled.
For a charter this is close to ideal. The trade wind blows steadily from the east, the islands lie roughly north-west to south-east, and no passage takes more than half a day. What changes between them is everything else: language, currency, cuisine and mood.
Every route we shape is a starting point, not a fixed schedule. Stay a second day where the light is right, move with the weather, or follow a captain who knows the cove worth the detour. That freedom is the point of chartering. What follows is one considered way to read the Leeward Islands; the rest we tailor to you.
