Checked the dive board this morning and saw that there was quite a crowd going out. They were heading to do a wreck dive, which is best done at about 100 feet, which is deeper than I'm allowed, so I opted out of that one and signed up for 11:00. Since it was such a nice calm morning, I attached the video camera to my monopod and heading down the street of West End to do a bit of a walking tour. There are so many times that we read about some place in West End and then we can't place the location in our fading memory banks. Maybe this will help. At one point, I was standing on the steps at Tongs Thai, doing a sweep of the street that I'd just walked down when this old codger that we call Tree House guy came into view. He saw me with the camera pointed roughly in his direction and he lit into me with a barrage. If I pointed that thing at him again his was going to run me off the island.....I ignored him and headed out to the pier for a bit. He was still there when I came back, cursing at me the whole time.
Drift dive from Divemasters Choice, which is the mooring right in front of the house. I'd done this dive already this year, but you see different things no matter where you dive. We were still on the boat gearing up when Tony, the boat captain, said "want to see something you've never seen before". He has a very dedicated dog called Coral, and there she was at the back of the boat. She'd seen us tie up at this mooring and had swam out to the boat. It's not a real long ways out, but she got there pretty quick. He dropped the ladder down and she climbed aboard. Nothing spectacular on the dive, but I did see a nice Tiger Grouper, which isn't the normal Grouper that we see, and I got a good shot of a juvenille spotted drum. Those are really pretty, delicate looking little fish.
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| Juvenille Spotted Drumfish. The adults have spots on their lower tail. |
Late lunch at the Noodle Shack, afternoon nap, and then a late snorkel. No seahorse to be found......quite a few lobster getting ready for the evening hunt, and the usual octopus in his little hiding spot under the pier. Sitting on the deck watching the sun go down. Eileen heard a mechanical rumble and said that the dive shop was starting up the compressor to fill tanks. I said No, that's the resort generator. We flipped on a light switch, and sure enough, the power was out. Don't know what happened, but RECO (Roatan Electric Company) was down. That's the first power outage we've had in a long time. We had planned a home cooked meal, there was a bag of crab legs ready for the BBQ and assorted other sides on the menu......a challenge in the dark with no power. The crab went to the fridge and down the road we went, with no destination in mind. We decided to stop at Besos for a Caeser while we discussed options. While we were having our drinks we ordered an appetizer of their Franks Ranchero hot wings. Glen; if you ordered these when you were here (we think you might have), we don't remeber hearing your raves. Those might be the best tasting hot wings I have ever had. Daphne (owner) was reluctant to share her Ranchero receipe.......I need to experiment now......Finished with an order of summer rolls and a plate of Pad Thai at Tongs.
Tomorrow, probably the 9:00 dive and then we're heading to West Bay, where Shawndra is meeting us. We're going to get a tour of the Turtle Crossing area and see the house that they're finishing.
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| Late morning cruise ship heading for the dock. View from the kitchen/living room. |
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