Bamboo in sideyards, lemon trees, pink sundown mountains, and rotting avocadoes.
There are so many things, and things in the middle of things.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Airport Caves, Utila
When Chungy our 13 year old dive boat captain said we were going to anchor at Airport Caves, I hopefully thought maybe it was called that because it was a place where manta rays congregated. It's a part of the reef. That sticks out beyond where the old airport used to be.
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