We went over to Hassal Island on the south side of Charlotte Amalie harbor hoping for a walk on promised paths, amongst the relics of the Danish colonial past. No luck on the paths but there were relics of a sort to be found.
A sail makers business was running out of a large old shed and as we walked up to it there were all sorts of artfully displayed rubbish from days gone by. Even the broken down little harbor we tied up in had wrecked boats and bits from sunken boats littered around the place.
It had a curious sort of charm but there was little else to see except this local who was keeping a watchful eye on us.
We could not find a path out of the area so it was back home to Elephants Child.