Sunday, we got 4 dives in--two on wrecks. Afterwards, we were wrecked. Due to Jeff's lack of Mac skills, the photo's are currently unavailable. They're spectacular.

We got home and


Jeff shaved his head.




And the next day, after my long day of rescue diver classes, we went fishing. We bought 3 dozen shrimp (36, according to the sign on the door; if it wasn't for the sign showing the muliples of 12 from 1 to 20, I don't think I would have been able to figure out 3 dozen) put a bunch of beer in a cooler and packed some cheap nasty cigars down to the dock.

Lots of little bites. And then I pulled this guy up.


and kissed it.



Fish on!



Drats! The manatee let go.


Jeff caught this badboy




As we exhausted our supply of beer, cigars and shrimp, we lost interest in the camera and stopped documenting our catch. Unfortunately, the sharks, stingrays and manatees we caught and released never got photographed.