
Boat Grave Yard
There is not really a story here its more of a photo bomb of a boat grave yard, which I always find a little sad to be honest.
From where our berth was you could get here by dinghy, although you did need to go out into the open ocean to get there. Needless to say Makyla wanted to go and have a look, so she takes the dinghy all the way there by herself, with Dads permission, but not actually Moms, I do recall saying to her do not go out to the open water. Well, now why would a 22 year old listen to a edgy Mom, when Dad is much more fun 🙄
Well off to the open ocean she goes, with no life jacket on, no cell phone as she has no service, just herself and a camera, when I realised she had gone there I was not particularly happy, but Dad had full trust that she was capable. She did though eventually return with some really good photos.
From where our berth was you could get here by dinghy, although you did need to go out into the open ocean to get there. Needless to say Makyla wanted to go and have a look, so she takes the dinghy all the way there by herself, with Dads permission, but not actually Moms, I do recall saying to her do not go out to the open water. Well, now why would a 22 year old listen to a edgy Mom, when Dad is much more fun 🙄
Well off to the open ocean she goes, with no life jacket on, no cell phone as she has no service, just herself and a camera, when I realised she had gone there I was not particularly happy, but Dad had full trust that she was capable. She did though eventually return with some really good photos.






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Port of Spain, Trinidad