For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), it's always ourselves we find in the sea.
57 (at least) mosquito bites, 0 alligator and turtle sightings and quite the sunburn aside, I had a marvelous time on Hunting Island. It was quite the tropical paradise from it's palm fronds and trees everywhere to it's scores of brown pelicans living right off the coast line. To make things even more magical, we spent the weekend of the full moon there.. a happy accident! I felt like a completely different, worry free and light spirited person while I was there.
I'll let my photos do the rest of the talking as simple words cannot describe the beauty of this place nor the joy I felt at seeing magnificent birds in person for the very first time.
I remarked to Joe that I had no idea pelicans were so very large and that they reminded me of pterodactyls, so every time a group of them would fly over head he would whistle the Jurassic Park theme song. I still have no concept of how big one would be directly in front of me as I only saw them in flight, but my guess is they're friggen huge.