The view from this pool deck never gets old.

Our own little windswept beach.

Lunch in Shoal Bay.

Mead Bay Beach

Terri was trying to feed the begging chickens…

Steve was successful! That chicken probably got drunk from all the rum soaked cherries he gave it.

Leisure afternoon back at the house.

Our beach with the house in the background

The house

Riley and Terri at Little Bay

Little Bay from above

Little Bay

Our beach

Little bay

Little bay

Little bay

Proof that Jess is part mermaid

But why is the rum gone?

Dived Oosterdiep wreck (150’ Dutch freighter) anf Diep Reef.

Had lunch in Crocus Bay and then stopped to admire Little Bay.

Relaxing back at the house.

Good evening for beach combing.

We found a few treasures!

We’re going lionfish hunting!

We brought in a good haul!

Including one monster lionfish that Steve speared!

Lionfish dinner!

Way out of the way beach we happened upon to cool down - Sandcastle Grotto.

This one might be the prettiest and most secluded beach on the island - Limestone Beach.

Last dinner this trip, Olas at Shoal Bay.

One last vanilla sky sunset.

Rhum tasting at Zemi!

The menu was extensive!

And their cocktails - OMG!

Reilly got his own still!

Steve and I did the flights and learned about the differences between the English, Spanish, and French styles.

Buddies wandering through Zemi…

And stealing golf carts! Might have got away with it if they could have turned the stupid thing around.