More of the Bimini Islands

11/17/2010
          We are currently in our third anchorage of our trip, so feeling like anchorage experts at this point, we agree that this anchorage is awesome. I keep thinking to myself, “should I be really trying to take this all in, capture a bunch of pictures, and relish in this beautiful and seemingly almost perfect anchorage; or is this the norm and there are a million more anchorages just like this and possibly even sweeter?“ The first day here we got up early and paddled in so Penny could run around and we could explore. Con and I walked on clean, white sand and climbed over grey, dried trees smooth to the touch from the ocean tides lapping over them twice a day. There I looked at the white sand stretching out into ridiculously clear water that has such a range of intense blues and claimed, with a laugh, that I had found paradise and I was done exploring. Of course not true, but I felt that way. This was the island I thought about in my head after I came home from work tired and frustrated and prepared myself to go back and do it all again the next day. The snorkeling is beautiful, tons of brightly colored fish and there are parts where almost the whole ocean floor is covered in different colored sea fans dancing with the ebb and flow of the gentle swell. I snorkeled yesterday with the flip camera to record how cool the snorkeling was but Con and I couldn’t even finish watching it on the computer because it was going to make us sea sick the footage was so shaky. So everyone is just going to have to believe me because the proof is too brutal to watch. When I get a steadier hand underwater I will post a video. Conor actually asked if I was swimming with the hand that was holding the camera.

          Our days at are filled with snorkeling, hunting for fish, lobster, conch, exploring, fishing and yes, reading and napping. When the sun starts to get lower in the sky, we get on the VHF with the other boats and discuss what we are bringing to the island campfire for dinner that night. We canoe in with our bounty from that day and chill around the campfire. We share food, laugh and tell stories, and we acknowledge what an incredible place we are experiencing.
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