By daybreak we got to St. Lucia and wanted to enter into Soufrière Bay by the two big Pitons. From afar we saw many boats leaving the bay. More room for us we thought, but then we saw the wind gusts. There was spray all over the place and it looked scary from afar. I had a lump in my throat and immediately reefed the genoa to a towel size. The first gust hit with 50 knots the second with 55 knots. I was afraid that the mast would not survive this but it did and we were able to run away from the wind.
