On our way back home we anchored at a reef and everyone went snorkeling. This reef is probably one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen. I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many and different fish so close together (I have to admit that I’m not really an experienced snorkler or diver, though). Those strange shapes. The colors look almost unreal, so intense. I took as many pictures as I could with my small water prooved camera. Just when my last film was full I finally saw a small sea turtle. I tried to follow it, but it’s very hard to keep up with their speed.

Back on the island Ken drove to Marsh Harbour to do some shopping (we were out of some basic food). On his way he found some dolphins and called us on the radio. Even though it’s quite a long way I decided to go there with the canoe. The way seemed to be never ending. I was rowing as fast as I could. I really didn’t want to get there when the dolphins were already gone, but I arrived in time. This time we saw five dolphins. One was a baby that always stayed close to it’s mother. They always surface at the same time to breath. Since the five didn’t always stay together I sometimes didn’t know where to go, but again I got very close to them. I really recommend anyone who has the choice between a moter boat and a canoe to use the hand powered version when following dolphins. It’s just not the same on a big boat. It’s almost like being part of the water. On a motor boat I always feel a little like an alien, an intruder in the sea. Rowing back to the island was hard, but nothing can be really hard after those moments.