An altogether better mollusk…

The Conch Shell – And where is my swimming partner going? That’s about 20 feet down.
The Conch Shell – He picked up this fine inhabited conch shell.
The Conch Shell – and returned it unharmed to the bottom.

What a difference a day makes in mollusk photography. I can not get to the bottom. My wetsuit makes me too floaty. Which is one of the reasons I wear the wetsuit. I am not an authority on conch shells – I think this one is a Charonia tritonis or Triton Conch.

Nice day today. The sun returned. The FitBit is happy. Swam for about 45 minutes. Lounged around reading this afternoon. Had an early dinner with friends. 

But, I didn’t stop thinking about the next great adventure.

Haven’t given up on the Trans Siberian RR Trip

And, it would be whimpy to start or stop the trip in Paris. It should begin/end at St Pancras Station in London. Nothing says I couldn’t stop over in Paris – just long enough to get some great underwear. (Nevermind that I am old and the only person who would see said great undies.) 

Holiday Photos – day 5

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *