Spit Island.
Today was Spit Island day. I found myself awakened by a knock at the door. It was light outside. Oops, I never heard my watch alarm. Must have needed the sleep. I had 15 minutes to get ready to go. No worries. I took a power bar and headed to the cart and off we all went to board the boat.
There is a reason they called the island Spit. It’s just a tiny islet. It’s a wet landing at Spit. If I wasn’t awake by the time we got there, I sure was after my feet and legs hit that water. 10 of us went to count and we had finished the by 9:30. A little time was left for beach combing and then we got back on the boat in time for a nice warm shower and lunch.
In the afternoon, John Klavitter, assistant manager, took us out for a boat ride and optional snorkel. I chose to stay in the boat along with 9 out of 15 other people. We went out to the old hotel area. There is a barrier reef that totally protected us from some pretty strong wave action. It was tons of fun.
Safe inside the reef.
Brown booby.
Redtailed Tropicbird on Spit.
Tonight’s entertainment was photos of Madagascar, Antarctica, and Baja. OK, now I know I want to do some more traveling. One of the replacement counters owns an ecotravel agency. Now I’m thinking about a trip to Galapagos. I had forgotten how much I enjoy going to new places.
Mark of Galapagos Travel.
Richard enjoying the ocean.
I’m going to miss the adventure reading your blog. It has been incredible, can’t even imagine how it has been for you.