I've had the remainder of my blog posts on Indonesia sitting in the drafts folder for far too long now collecting dust. Don't ask me why. I guess I was hoping I could come up with something cheekier to say about the last of the little critters in my photos. But there really isn't all the much written about these sea-dwelling creatures, not compared to the widely adored seahorse or the fiercely fascinating mantis shrimp anyway. So I'll just throw the last of my photos at you with a tidbit of information or two. This is the ghost pipefish. Little is
If you give a crab a mushroom, he’ll let it fall to the ground. If you give a crab another mushroom he’ll let you drop it again. If you hand a crab a mushroom directly into his claw he’ll pinch it, and then back himself into a corner and use it as a shield to protect himself against you. You’ll say, Silly crab, that little slice of mushroom is barely big enough to be a crab-sized hat. And then he’ll play peek-a-boo from behind his mushroom shield and wait for you to be gone. If you let a crab spend the
The time we weren't sailing around to different islands, we spent on St. John, as that is where Summer worked as a dive instructor, and Mikey as a park ranger. I lost track of how many days we went diving, but sometimes we tagged along with Summer's DSD classes and helped out with the students. and other times we just went on fun dives. The first day we got in the water we saw two different sea turtles, and if you know me, you know that I absolutely, positively adore sea turtles. I even have one tattooed on my foot