Something Smells Fishy
Posted: Wed, Aug 10, 2011
Location: Great Harbor, Peter Island
As the sun climbed its way up the sky this morning we woke up to Captain Nick’s “brilliant” music on the beach-oooops! I mean boat (the amount of sand on the deck was easily comparable to that of Sandy Spit). Aftica was one of the first to heave up its anchor and commence another day of adventure. As the sleepy-dust twinkled out from our eyes we made our way to West End for a quick dock and stock. Pusser’s brunch made our tummies content so we continued our journey with some intense steel drum dancing and a gusty wind to Blonde Rock. The large swells against the dramatic dark sky caused a stunning sight as we descended. During our awesome sail to Great Harbor our awesome instructors broke out showing their immense dancing talents, yet again. After mastering the messy eating of Mexican Night, we braced ourselves for the fish dissection! Fascinated faces hung around the Mutton Snapper and we learned that the largest organ of a fish is indeed NOT the “lungs!” Now an early night so we can continue living this dream to the fullest!