Okay, since I’m obviously never going to get around to writing up the lovely ten-day trip B and I took to Bermuda last October, I’m just going to give up and post a selection of photos instead. The very short summary of the trip is: Bermuda’s great. You should go. And I am not really cut out to be on the ocean.
I had a blast driving this moped all over the island – once I got the hang of using it! Apologies to the neighbors, who had to put up with me practicing in the long driveway for about an hour. (Mopeds aren’t the most melodious of transport methods.)
Sargassum on the pink sand
See? It really is pink!
My first (and thus far, only) attempt at deepwater soloing. Admiralty Cove is known for DWS, and B and I lucked out by going there at the same time as a friendly local – shown here helping me through a route.
B’s climbs were much more impressive than mine.
The world’s smallest drawbridge. It’s about a foot wide, and is designed to let the masts of small boats through.
The water is so. clear.
Gibbs Hill Lighthouse, the world’s second-oldest (I think) cast iron lighthouse. Yes, you read that right: cast iron.
Victoria Park, in Hamilton
B and a very picturesque sunrise
These rocks were way too sharp for me to do more than a few attempts on. B gave it a better go than I did.
The other awesome thing we got to do while in Bermuda – and the thing that prompted the trip – was go out with the BIOS/Woods Hole Institute teams on the R/V Atlantic Explorer and do some Science!
Last sight of land for a few days
Putting Clio – the autonomous submersible that collects seawater samples over a variety of depths – out to sea to do her thing.
And collecting her from the blue, blue water sometime later. It was neat being out on the ship, and getting to help collect samples (me! without even a science degree!)… but since I never got over being seasick, and it was worst when I was in the galley trying to eat… I think I’m not meant for a life at sea.
Blue rope and white boat and turquoise water – which means shallow water, which means land, which means end of seasickness! (And beginning of a couple of days of “dock rock”.)
A beach where the seaglass is so concentrated that the waves tinkled like windchimes as they rolled out.
I dunno. I just liked the gradations of grey and white and yellow.
St. George’s Town, a UNESCO World Heritage site.
A back road in St. George’s Town.
I liked Bermuda a lot. I’ll be back.