Beautiful Bequia
>> Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Bequia was
my favorite island for multiple reasons, including the beautiful landscape,
beaches, interesting houses and the ocean. But one reason made it the very best
for me…the sea turtles! We walked on a beautiful long and twisty road for
around an hour to a sea turtle sanctuary run by a man named Brother King.
Brother King opened the sanctuary purely for his love of sea turtles when he
started to notice that while free diving, he was seeing less and less of them.
Our first interaction with Brother King was when we walked into his turtle
sanctuary and he was standing against a tank, giving a tour to around fifteen
people. While he was completing his tour and we were waiting, we got to pet the
huge turtles, stare at the small ones, and explore his huge red-footed tortoise
population. It was amazing to stroke the patterned shell of the sea turtle as
it swam past you, almost oblivious to your existence. After about ten minutes
of waiting, Brother King stared a tour with us. He showed us the healthy big
sea turtle tank, the baby sea turtle tank, the teenage sea turtle tank, and the
tank where he held a deformed adult sea turtle. Brother King talked to us for
about an hour, sharing how he started the sanctuary and he also told stories.
One was about him discovering that the turtles eat tuna fish because he
accidentally dropped a tuna sandwich in a tank a long time ago. The second was
about how he had survived a shipwreck that proved deadly to seven others. After
he was done telling us about his incredible adventures, we were again able to
pet and take pictures of the sea turtles and tortoises. I was even able to get
a video of a sea turtle trying to bite my camera! Overall, it was an amazing
day of walking, sight seeing, and observing turtles. The day ended with a
beautiful walk back and a stop on the beach for swimming and history class. It
was one of the most beautiful white sand beaches I have ever seen.
P.S. Mom and Dad, I Love you!
Clayton Hennin
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