Topher and I go diving too late. We arrive at 6:00 at a beach whereupon the boat is swamped by the er waves.
We wisely decide not to wander into the rough sea to go scuba in the dark cos we would have died, but have a great adventure trying to get off the beach through the surf.
So we go snorkeling this morning.
We stay in the sea too long and Topher nearly misses flight back to San Francisco. Check out his site. http://rfcx.org/
Near the airport there is a horrible, stinking pond that is full of birds. Why do birds love degradation?