Five days into our Turks and Caicos trip, we signed up for an afternoon snorkeling excursion, part of which included an hour-long stop at Little Water Cay…
…also informally known as Iguana Island, for reasons that will soon be apparent.
A couple of bright orange-beaked birds near the shore.
Little Water Cay is long and narrow; squint and you might see the opposite shore.
Not every track came from a human.
Here come the iguanas!
They allow you to get pretty close, though I wouldn’t be in a hurry to stick out my hand.
The opposite shore, I think–we were easily turned around at one point.
Color like this is what I come to the Caribbean for.
Make that late afternoon at Iguana Island.
It wasn’t long before we had to head back to Grace Bay.
On the way, we docked near here and were invited to ride a water slide from the boat’s very top on down into the ocean.
Sunset approaching.
Grace Bay beckons.
We fondly look back at the setting sun after departing the boat. A half-day of sea, snorkeling, conch salad and plenty of rum punch comes to a close.
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