Trip Start Jun 20, 2011
31Trip End Jul 19, 2011
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We walked to the mangrove shore where an old black local was scaling several small longspine squirrel fish, and I don't even think they were dead yet
We snorkeled along the dolphin pen (probably illegal) and out to edge of the channel. Nelson showed us how to fish. While snorkeling, unroll the line beneath you and hover it around the fish you want. Suz and I have always laughed at how fishing is kinda a one-winner game of "Trick and Kill", but this was amplified. For the past month, our family has been quietly observing the reef fish in their pristine habitat, occasionally feeding them peas to attract more. This time, we will tow them on a line, suffocate them, and the scale one while it was still alive. Gruesome. Nelson then went after lobster. He had a small metal rod that he would pry them out of their hole and then stab them. He only got one out that had decent size and he missed. Spears and slings are not allowed on the reef. All of it was illegal.
We were done half way through what he had plannned for us. We didn't last as long as he wanted, but we Suz and I had seen enough. Back at shore, our British friend has calmed down significantly. He seemed friendly and apologized to Nelson and us. On the walk back, Nelson tells me how the old guy was crazy and said "see if I give him him $ next time he asks". Back at Nelson's house, the old guy shows up, bums a cigarette off of Nelson, and even went into house. Suz commented to Nelson that he SEEMED liked a different person (behaviorially). Nelson said that it was a different guy... his twin brother. He looked identical, same t-shirt, same flip flops, same bowed right leg, and thus the same limp. Suzanne challenged Nelson, asking if both men would wear the same shirt on the same day, but he still swore by it. There is no way. Something weird was going on.
Back at home, we grilled, and ate on the deck. The kids didn't eat the fish. We didn't blame them. It is pretty weird to see them on the grill... the same fish we had been snorking with for weeks. The Butter fish (that Nelson caught) was significantly better that the French Grunt.
Later, we put alcohol in our ears to try to get the water out, and the kids crashed. A very interesting day.