Friday.....our last full day and Second Scoop in our Double Scoop of
Castaway Cay....
Of all the mornings on the ship, it just figures that this is the one where I really think I'm relaxed enough to sleep in. Maybe I'd really simply packed on enough extra poundage to hybernate like a bear........
But I did arise...I was really anxious to get that second chance at the Seahorse Snorkel. I'd said for years that despite all the places we've snorkeled, I thought that I had seen the most colorful fish in the Bahamas.....but I sometimes wondered if time had clouded my memory. Time and margaritas.
I wasn't disappointed, and I was right. The reef that the catamaran takes you to is very shallow, and I could see that if we'd had those rough seas that I had wanted to rock me to sleep, it would have been a little treacherous over that patch of coral that appears out of nowhere. But again, we had perfectly calm seas.
I can't recall any one place on any of our snorkel trips where I'd seen that many fish or so many varieties. My camera and I were in hog heaven.
I found a barracuda out there that was as long as my arm, so I followed him around for a while, making sure I got a good shot of him. Or twenty shots.
My dancing teenage son took great delight in telling every novice snorkeler in the water that there was a barracuda out there....just to see how many swam back to the boat as fast as their little legs and arms would take them.
I don't know where he gets that sick sense of humor.......