It was too windy to spearfish again today. Plus the dinghy is still leaking. It has to be pumped up every time we use it. We didn’t want to go too far with 4 people. We took the dinghy to the NE end of Egg Island to go for a hike. We beached the dinghy, anchored it and took off along the shore.
|OK, maybe it is boring to just stand there|
|the roots of this toppled over tree look like they grew around some of the rocks|
|this is a "curb" or chiton, a crustacean that looks like a fossil and is about 4 inches long|
|Dave used a knife to peel it off of the rock|
|then he cleaned the meat out of the shell|
|Gene and Dave shared it raw|
Eventually, we headed inland. Dave thought we would find a nice trail and come out at a pretty beach on the SW end of the Island. WELL, it turned into what my family has fondly named a “death hike with Dave”.
|unusual tree trunk|
|a termite hive|
|another termite hive|
|a hermit crab in a shell probably about 3 inch diameter|
|snails stuck to the wood about 1 inch in size|
|Colleen taking out her frustration on Dave|
Back at the beach, the tide had come in and our dinghy was swamped. Gene and Colleen seemed more concerned than we were, but we have seen this happen before. Colleen just happen to catch my jacket as it was floating away. Everything we had on board was wet. Even the things that were inside our “dry bags”. Time to replace those bags. Besides water, there was seaweed and seagrass in the boat. We had a bilge pump and a plastic jug cut off to be a bailer. I found another plastic jug on the beach that we cut to use for bailing. After about 20 minutes, we were good to go.
|our boat is a white dot beyond Colleen|
We made tilapia and pasta for dinner and crashed early.