While sailing past Diamond Rock, located north of Grenada near Ronde Island, we were confronted by brooding squalls on the horizon. I've always been mesmerised by stormy lighting, which creates perfect conditions for photography. Though I eagerly pursue such dramatic lighting on land, sailing into it evokes a sense of trepidation.
Nevertheless, the sight of magnificent storm fronts at sea never fails to stir a feeling of exhilaration, that is, until a more prudent level of anxiety takes over.
Social media frequently portrays sailing as a never-ending celebration of immaculate white beaches, vivid coral reefs, piña coladas, and rum punch. The reality can be quite different. A mere thirty minutes after capturing this photo, an unexpected second front approached, and our genoa sheet's clutch broke into pieces as we hurriedly furled it in. Thankfully, we managed to secure the sail before it tore apart and continued to our next destination using only the mainsail. The ensuing days were spent locating replacement parts, shipping them, installing the new clutch, and resealing a leaking hatch that we found while working on the clutch.
Diamond Rock remains one of my favourite islands in Grenada's territorial waters. After passing it multiple times, I was thrilled to finally capture it in light that did justice to its rugged beauty. Taking photos from a moving boat presents a unique challenge compared to the leisurely pace of land-based photography, where one can set up a tripod and meticulously compose the perfect shot with long or multiple exposures. The sea state appeared much calmer in the photo than it actually was, as there's an upwelling current just off the rock which smooths out the surface of the water.
Historically called Kick-'em-Jenny rock, the name was repurposed in the 1930s for an active submarine volcano a few miles to the west, which erupted 12 times between 1939 and 2001. Since then, Diamond Rock has become the preferred moniker.
