Unfortunately, I was feeling a bit woozy - all the way up to the Bitter End. After coming in HOT to the dock at Virgin Gorda, we fueled up, bought more ice, chips, and cleaning products. Ann, Erin and I shopped for trinkets and more beer koozies. We set out to return to the Jack Sparrow and noticed that the ship had sailed without us. So, Ann, Erin and I prepared to swim out to the boat. As we gathered up our courage, Brian came out of the blue on the dink to rescue us and and delivered us safely back onto the boat.
Off we went to Baths and about 45 minutes into the trip we decided to stop and take a dip in the water. Finally, we moored in front of the Baths, which are huge boulders with caves that you can walk through amongst clear blue water.
The crew noticed a red flag was raised on the main entrance to the Baths. This meant that visitors could not swim into shore, they had to dink in. Erin, Alex, Brian and I were the group that planned to go. The plan was to dink in part of the way and then jump out and swim to shore. It was suggested that we wear flippers because the current was strong and we needed all the help we could muster up to swim to shore. It was pretty rough and the thought of it made me want to throw up. Darryl was the designated dink captain. It was not until I put my flippers on that I decided that I better stay behind. So, I watched Erin, Alex and Brian dink off into the wild blue. The first place they were dropped off did not have an entrance to the Baths. I was at the front of the boat watching them and I noticed them waving to us to come back and pick them up, so I notified Darryl of the mishap and he headed for the dink. As Darryl was leaving, he dinked around the port side of the boat just in time to see me throw up over the side. It was the first time I had seen the Dude look disgusted the entire trip.
Erin, Alex and Brian finally arrived at the entrance to the Baths and while they were touring through the beautiful caves, I was throwing up.
They finally made it back, thrilled with their adventure. Darryl fired up the grill and made chicken sandwiches for lunch. Some of the crew decided to go ahead and order up a "double double animal style." We ate while we motored and sailed over to Cooper Island to snorkel.
As we were mooring the boat, Alex spotted what looked to be a shark! Everyone shouted and ran to the front of the boat. Darryl and Lora immediately dawned their snorkels and investigated the scene. They fearlessly dove into the water with a knife clenched between their teeth. After a few minutes they emerged from the water and yelled, " Tarpon you idiot!" Alex, Brian, Darryl, and Lora set out around the bin to continue their snorkel quest and now that Erin, Ann and I felt reassured that we would not be noodling with a shark, we jumped into the water to swim. Darryl and Lora saw trunk fish, parrot fish, and a six foot barracuda! Brian and Alex swam with the turtles and played a quick game of black jack with the leader of the turtles. They believed he was the leader because he was wearing a bow tie. Ann, Dale, Erin and I noodled around with our feet up to prevent any shark attacks from below. Captain Jerry dazzled us with his daring dives off the front of the boat. Once everyone was back on the boat, we motored over to the Bight, staying one more night in Norman Bay, the home of the infamous Willy T. I thought I was going to be sick!
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