Hundred Islands

Most the violent rocking and rolling seemed to stop about 0200-0300 this morning. I was still one of the few people up early to get coffee. I decided to go ahead and move my usual table back to the alcove where I like to sit, and watched people drag in for morning coffee.  The staff seemed a lot better today as well. 

Our stop today was Hundred Islands. According to the information provided there are 124 islands at low tide and 123 at high tide. Geologically they are fascinating, appearing almost as mushroom caps with the area immediately below the water line (at high tide) being worn away. 

We were not landing on one of the inhabited islands, but one obviously set up for tourists with kayaks, beach, swimming, & snorkeling; Quezon Island. The ship was setting up a beach BBQ. 

We wandered over on one of the later tenders, traveling mostly with crew bringing all the last minute things needed.  After less than an hour, I was more than ready to head back to the ship. I am afraid that I am really not much of a beach person, the sun was hot, the air was humid, and I was delighted to be able to get photos of several of the small islands on the way back. 

Now – does this count as an island? As 2 or 3 islands?


You can clearly see the undercutting that has happened as a result of the ocean. 


I didn’t spot this till the way back to the ship. I would have been more than interested in walking across – it looked interesting. But, at least from the sea there was nothing much on the adjacent island


The rest of our day passed more than quietly.

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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