River Antoine Rum Distillery:
Captain's Sis inspecting an old distiller thingy
The random workers sitting around sampling the fruits of their labour very kindly went into the field and chopped some sugarcane so that the Captain and his sister could enjoy their first munch of this unprocessed sugary treat. Judging by the rivers of juice dribbling down chins, I think there was an underestimation of the fluid content of the 'sticks'. But once again the workers provided assistance, showing how using your back teeth to bite and chew the stick minimises waste...
Very good in an Oil-Down. This pic doesnt do them justice, they are HUGE. Their cousins in Antigua are the ones that eat baby turtles (am sure they do here to). The one in the pic wouldnt fit on both my hands together.
With the yacht out the water we are chronically missing sailing. So twice we hired Adrian's hobie and went blasting out to sea. Every now and then the Captain needed reminding that this boat was made for light winds and as such is held together with needle thin pins and bits of random rope.
The twin engines that whisked us to the reef then the wreck.
Like the crabs above, these fish are rather on the large side! This was a huge school too, literally a line of fish 3 high and as far as you could see left to right.
We were literally surrounded by fish all the time. To move we had to swim through the schools and it was virtually impossible to take a photo of each other without it being through a screen of living colour.
The Captain's Sister apprehensively looking over into the wreck (To follow or not to follow...we all followed)
We kept feeling little stings but only just before surfacing did we spot the culprits...literally hundreds of stunning stinging jellyfish.
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