Kayaking

Ricky wanted to come along but we left him behind - don't think he would have been much help, he could only do the dog paddle.

Unloading the kayaks.

I took to this like a duck to water - loved it.

Paddling through the mangroves was very serene - except of course when you tangled the paddles in the tree limbs.

Check out the clarity of the water; check out that paddling form!

Richard neglected to mention how far we'd be paddling! All of us were novice kayakers, except of course him so after about 4 miles we took a beverage break and decided that we'd better head back, just didn't think we'd make that last mile. It was either wait for the tide to go out (2 or so hours) or paddle against the current. We opted for paddling - we were hungry and lunch was waiting down the road at Bishops.

At first Gerry didn't notice I had tied my kayak to his for the return trip. As it turned out I didn't need a tow, managed to paddle back all on my own, coming in in 2nd place - Gerry put on a burst of energy and got in first, although if Richard had tried he would have beat us all by a mile.




View from Bishops - best cracked conch on the island.