|The crocodile slide at|
Paradise Village Marina.
|Richard at the pool at|
Paradise Village Marina.
As the afternoon passed, an announcement was made that there would be a game of music trivia. The game entailed a short segment of a television or movie soundtrack being played and teams vying to be the first to be able to identify the song. In order to be called to respond, a team member had to yell “Piñata Party!” and the host would call on that team to answer. The combined crews of Osprey and Letitgo proved to be unbeatable in this contest and easily won the game and a bottle of tequila! With tequila in hand, we walked back to our boats and decided to celebrate our victory with margaritas on Letitgo. Laurent (from Letigo) certainly was no stranger to mixing up the margaritas and we all had a great time enjoying the spoils of our victory.
|A big crocodile in the estuary at|
The next day, we joined forces with Letitgo and ventured up the estuary in our dinghies. Our objective was to see crocodiles (the real deal!) and see what other creatures could be seen in the forested areas surrounding the estuary. We were not disappointed and soon spotted a monster of a crocodile sitting on the banks of the river. Our outboards obviously alerted him to our presence and he slid into the water…kind of eerie considering (1) now we didn’t know where he was and (2) we were riding down the estuary in inflatable dinghies. I immediately unhooked one of the oars, just in case I needed to fend off a croc from the dinghy.
|Iguana in the trees in the estuary at|
We continued down the estuary and saw numerous species of birds (which I checked off in my bird book once I identified all of them) and lots of iguanas in the trees overhanging the water. When we got to a place where the banks started closing in, we turned around and floated for a bit on the outgoing tide. The peacefulness was amazing; the six of us in two dinghies quietly floating down the estuary with no sounds from the outside world to break the idyllic scene. Small red crabs scurried on the banks and on trees that had fallen into the water; kiskadees and kingfishers swooped down over the water looking for little fish to nab; butterflies flitted overhead. When a couple of us nearly got our eyes poked out by overhanging branches, we decided to crank up the outboards and zip back to our boats (well, not so much zip back to the boats as carefully motored along the deeper parts of the already shallow estuary).
|Osprey at Paradise Village Marina and Resort.|