We recently got away to the Caribbean for a little Summer adventure. Read another write up of the story on the Filson Life blog here.
Our trip to St John in the US Virgin Islands was born from a video assignment. We were hired to shoot a video for a local artisan, and we quickly made arrangements to extend our stay in order to satisfy our need for adventure.
A grueling full day of travel had us leave the house at 3am and take two planes, one boat, and two truck rides before arriving at the house in St John by 7:30pm. We made fast friends with our hosts as we poured a few rounds and shared stories. Like-minded in ambition and spirit, we realized early in the night that we would enjoy our week in each other’s company. There’s something about travel that brings people together—the host and the guest, the native and the visitor. One proud of their home and surroundings, the other excited to experience it. This is why we seek adventure, why we travel, why we get away: to see the world with new eyes and to make new friends along the way.
The week fell into an enjoyable routine: shoot, explore, swim, and then have very late dinners and drinks accompanied by plenty of conversation and laughter. It was easy to get used to and hard to leave.
St John is an incredible island. Expansive views from almost every turn in the road, protected white sand beaches with clear turquoise water, lush green mountains, and random donkeys, goats, and iguanas scurrying through the streets. Sea life in every cove. We swam with sea turtles and encountered octopus, squid, and more.
As the sun goes down here the beaches somehow get abandoned. Maybe it’s that the tourists are scurrying back to St Thomas to catch their cruise ships (there’s no port in St John, thankfully). Or perhaps it’s that the locals can go whenever they want. Whatever the case, it was amazing to have a stretch of coast all to ourselves. Perfect for starting a fire on the beach and grilling our lobster and kabobs, relaxing by a mound of black boulders as the setting sun turned the sky and sand purple.
So as the week went on our skin got darker and our hair a little salty, and we knew we would be back. That this would be one of those adventures we would be dreaming of between the other adventures. For when we’ve had our fill of cold weather or sleeping in tents, we’ll be thinking about sitting in that pool looking out across the Caribbean, wondering what life has in store for us next.