STJ Trip Report Day 6
Posted: Tue Apr 01, 2008 9:39 pm
Day 6 - Monday 3/24 -
I've booked a full day sail with Captain Phil on the Wayward Sailor. There are three reasons I've chosen this trip. First, I understand that Phil is good with kids, and he is. Second, he's really knowledgeable about the reef inhabitants, and I know the male child will appreciate this. Finally, he'll be in the water with us in case anything happens to the remora (a surrogate father, if you will).
There are only four of us this morning, but another couple will be joining us this afternoon. The A.M. couple was married on STT on Saturday. The groom has never snorkeled before, and the bride has snorkeled but is rather nervous. It doesn't help to ease her fears when we spot a ray in about a foot of water while getting into the dinghy.
We sail to Henley Cay and find the best snorkeling of the trip. Captain Phil makes sure our snorkel gear is adjusted properly, and we're in the water in no time. He spends more time with the novices, but joins us in a bit.
We are impressed with the quality of the reef and the variety of the fish here. We see a trumpetfish, a spotted trunk fish, lizard fish, large schools of sargent majors, (some blue and black) parrot fish, tang, blue wrasse, chromis, and once again I wish I'd taken notes. I'd ask the remora but he's sleeping right now.....
Captain Phil tells us that the purple material we see on the side of the coral are eggs from the sargent majors. The males are the fierce guardians as the females will eat the eggs. ( I'm feeling better about my own parenting skills. I've don't think I've sworn once and I've only snapped at him two or three times).
We have lunch on the boat while Phil returns (in the dinghy) to pick up some afternoon passengers. It rains a little bit, but it's stopped when he returns and we're off to Lovango for some more snorkeling. The waves are getting bigger, and the visibility here isn't as clear. The remora is disappointed that we don't see an octopus (another reason to return) but cheers up at the sight of brownies (he's not alone)
After the sail we walk up the hill to LH and I feel as if I'm still on the boat.... woozy and rocking, and completely wiped out. We opt for dinner at "home" this evening, and we curl up on the couch and watch "How It's Made" for a while before falling into a (still rocking) deep sleep.
I've booked a full day sail with Captain Phil on the Wayward Sailor. There are three reasons I've chosen this trip. First, I understand that Phil is good with kids, and he is. Second, he's really knowledgeable about the reef inhabitants, and I know the male child will appreciate this. Finally, he'll be in the water with us in case anything happens to the remora (a surrogate father, if you will).
There are only four of us this morning, but another couple will be joining us this afternoon. The A.M. couple was married on STT on Saturday. The groom has never snorkeled before, and the bride has snorkeled but is rather nervous. It doesn't help to ease her fears when we spot a ray in about a foot of water while getting into the dinghy.
We sail to Henley Cay and find the best snorkeling of the trip. Captain Phil makes sure our snorkel gear is adjusted properly, and we're in the water in no time. He spends more time with the novices, but joins us in a bit.
We are impressed with the quality of the reef and the variety of the fish here. We see a trumpetfish, a spotted trunk fish, lizard fish, large schools of sargent majors, (some blue and black) parrot fish, tang, blue wrasse, chromis, and once again I wish I'd taken notes. I'd ask the remora but he's sleeping right now.....
Captain Phil tells us that the purple material we see on the side of the coral are eggs from the sargent majors. The males are the fierce guardians as the females will eat the eggs. ( I'm feeling better about my own parenting skills. I've don't think I've sworn once and I've only snapped at him two or three times).
We have lunch on the boat while Phil returns (in the dinghy) to pick up some afternoon passengers. It rains a little bit, but it's stopped when he returns and we're off to Lovango for some more snorkeling. The waves are getting bigger, and the visibility here isn't as clear. The remora is disappointed that we don't see an octopus (another reason to return) but cheers up at the sight of brownies (he's not alone)
After the sail we walk up the hill to LH and I feel as if I'm still on the boat.... woozy and rocking, and completely wiped out. We opt for dinner at "home" this evening, and we curl up on the couch and watch "How It's Made" for a while before falling into a (still rocking) deep sleep.