As I mentioned in an earlier post, I was very excited about our trip out to the Low Isles on Saturday. Excited and nervous. And if I may jump straight to the conclusion – it was one of the most fantastic experiences of my life.

It was a lovely clear blue sunny day as we boarded Wavedancer, our catamaran for the day. We settled into a comfy spot on the deck and enjoyed the pleasantly smooth cruise out of Port Douglas to our destination.

There are a number of ways in which you can do the day – between guided walks, lunch, the glass bottomed boat – but we were keen to get in the water and see the reef. So we gathered up our snorkeling equipment and wetsuits (though it’s not stinger season these provide invaluable protection from the sun) and headed over to the island.

I have to say that I was getting a little anxious the closer the time came to get in the water. Snorkeling was completely new to me, and I had no idea what it would be like. So, as we first started out my heart was racing, and my breathing was decidedly quick and shallow. However, it did not take long to be totally distracted by the reef.

Pictures really don’t do it justice. Moving slowly through the water brings about the most fantastic combination of curiosity, tranquility, bliss and excitement. The fish are so varied in colour, shape and size, and they are everywhere you look. The reef is stunningly beautiful, all different kinds of coral and lifeforms doing their own thing as you waft by – waving, breathing, pulsing … living! And the giant sea turtle with the obligatory shell cleaning fish was just the icing on the cake.

It’s really hard for me to do the experience justice here. It was a simply incredible thing to do, and we would both do it again in a heartbeat. We enjoyed it so much that we were far and away the last people out of the water and only just made the last five minutes of lunch (the lameness of which could in no way ruin the day). Of course, it was only later that night that we realised just how much over 90 minutes of continuous snorkeling will do to your body – oh god the aches and stiffness that was to follow, though still nothing to take away from the day.

After lunch, as we realised our bodies could do no more, we took a walk round the island and just relaxed in the shade of one of the huts before heading back to the boat.

As we returned to Port Douglas, one of the crew whipped out his guitar and started playing. He got out a few Australian standards, and a few tunes for the kids, but the exclamation point on the day was sailing back from such a fantastic experience to the music of Jimmy Buffett.
I think with our wedding at number 1, this may just have been the second best experience of my life.
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