The British Virgin Islands are nicknamed the sailing capital of the Caribbean for a reason — the trade winds blow steady and warm, and the islands sit close enough that you can see your next anchorage from the last one. That is why a week here feels twice as long.

The Baths on Virgin Gorda are giant granite boulders scattered along the shore, with sea pools and grottoes you can swim through. Arrive by yacht early, before the day boats, and you will have the whole labyrinth to your group. That is the whole itinerary.

Jost Van Dyke is where Caribbean legends are made — a tiny island with a handful of beach bars and a reputation far bigger than its size. Sailors drop anchor, swim ashore and stay for the sunset. Plan your hop around it and you look like a genius.

A catamaran this size does not heel, does not roll and does not rush. Your morning coffee stays in the cup, your guests stay in a good mood, and the skipper gets to look like the calmest man in the Caribbean.

Solar power is the quiet luxury of a charter week — no generator at dawn, no diesel smell at dinner, and the fridge, air conditioning and music running on nothing but sunshine. You notice it most at night, when the only sound is the water against the hull.