The SS Tropicturd

Upon arriving at Dog Island, Arnud advised Captain Ginge not to drop anchor because we were on corral, but he of course would not listen. Then not 2 minutes later he screams at Arnud to bring the anchor back up. He decides we cannot anchor at Dog Island and must instead go to the Lemons. That was easier said than done, and we had to circle all around the atoll and radio another boat for directions before successfully anchoring. Once anchored, the fishing line was completely tangled in the propeller…so much for fish for lunch. I’m starting to question our fearless leader’s abilities.

written by  kate_hansen2005 on July 6, 2010 from San Blas Islands, Panama
from the travel blog: Confessions of a Flashpacker, A California Girl’s Search for the Perfect Beach…
tagged CaptainGinge and LemonIslands
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The perfect beach

Lemon Island hut

Paradise found

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When Captain Ginge started plucking his nose hairs, I knew it was time to venture away from the boat once again. Anne and I rowed to the island across from Elephant Island (the one with the internet and big screen TV showing the World Cup) and found the most perfect beach. The beach I’ve been looking for all my life…it even had a hammock overlooking it. White sand, crystal clear turquoise water, palm trees, you name it! But this doesn’t mean the search stop, oh no, it’s just begun!

Snorkeling off the Lemon Islands

Snorkeling off the Lemon Islands 2