The crew is formed by Alba, a young Spanish woman, and
Cameron, a young American. The captain is Jan, who is German by birth but has
been in Cairns for more than 20 years. He has completely gone native and talks
like an Australian (which means I don’t understand half of what he is saying).
Jan assures me that crocodile meat tastes like chicken mixed with fish, and I
will take his word for it.
The twelve guests include yours truly, a young American
couple, a middle age Canadian couple (he is a Petroleum Geologist!), a German
family with their 21-year old daughter, and an Islandic family with a teenager daughter
and son. We have become good friends, and as I was chatting with the young
American couple from San Diego, I told them that I lived in the Central Valley,
near the town of Modesto. Without a second hesitation, Karen chimed in “I got
my English degree form CSU Stanislaus in 2013”. Wow, what a small world!
The fire of the scuba divers has quenched considerably, so
the number of snorkelers went up considerably. We had two swims and they were absolutely
perfect. To the richness of fishes, abundant like the sands of Arabia, I added
two sightings of marine turtles (one close enough that I could have touched
it), and one sighting of a barracuda. Also, interspersed with a great variety
of coral types, from time to time you find these “heads” with bright green long
hair that swirls with the current. They are clumps of seagrass. Oh, and I also
saw these ginormous clams, of the type Venus came out of, sitting semi-open in
the floor of the reef, sucking vast volumes of water through one orifice,
filtering the plankton suspended in the water, and ejecting the fluid with great
force through a different orifice.
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