We set sail in the morning and decided to go the the caves to do some snorkeling. The caves were cool, one in which would actually lead up onto the beach of an island, but i didnt stay on that for very long. So on the swim back to the boat, i noticed these two MASSIVE barracuda. The bigger, uglier, meaner one was named Bert, and he certainly was scary. But after the time span of about 10 seconds, i noticed it was much more afraid of me then i was afraid of it, so i decided to play with them for abit. A bunch of people who were swimming by got totally wigged out by these barracuda, so John and I decided it would be a little bit of fun to chase the barracuda towards all the other swimmers. That didn’t work because they would keep turning towards the bait-fish, so that plan was ruined. Later went to a bay and ate at a restaurant, followed by the usual night concluding beer quaffing and talking to a boat full of really pretty girls from New York who were on a sailing camp.
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