About Us

On the run from the authorities for smuggling bootleg Sriracha Chili Sauce…our boat landed on the shores of an island, home to a former brothel frequented by sailors, seaman and adventurers.

(Thankfully) all that remains of the brothel is the old abandoned shack where we are now holed up and able to ‘borrow’ wifi from one of the 2 or 3 villas that inhabit the nearly uninhabited island.

We could live just fine on the coconuts and the fish and lobster we catch from the rocky shores of our front yard, but rum doesn’t grow on trees.  So we had to figure out a way to make a few dollars here and there.

So we occasionally sneak ashore to St. Thomas and St. John for a taste of civilization.