We went on our one and only legit tour yesterday compliments of mom, and it was fantastic. We drove outside of Antigua about an hour in which our guide blasted an assortment of reggae until we reached the tip of a mangrove. It was lined with barges made out of a planks nailed together with only a small motor mounted on the back. We squeezed the kayaks in between two barges and headed on our way. The flimsy barges passed us frequently with people or cars along our journey. The main path of the mangrove was probably 20-50 feet wide and had plants of all sorts along the sides shooting as many roots down into the water as branches up to the sky. We twisted and turned to follow the path and only had to turn back once. We also spotted and then talked to a few guys in a dingy with scuba masks on who were making a living by diving down in the reeds and muck to harpoon fish with these gun like things.
Coming to the end landing for barges and us, we hopped out and then strolled through Monterrico and along the beach. Me and Zoe braved the waves for a while before and after lunch. The last stop was a turtle, iguana, and alligator nesting ground. We saw some sea turtles born that day which were only a few inches long and all scurrying about in a garbage can only an eighth full of water. After looking at all the creatures, we paddled back up the mangrove, drove back, and had a quick dinner before a early bedtime.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
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