This morning we were kayaking around the group of small islets that we had anchored in. It was low tide, and the water was very calm. As we returned to 'Julia Max', I noticed hundreds of noseeums on our white hull, dead from tasting the Soft-Scrub residue left on the hull. So as I was splashing the hull to remove all the little dead bugs, my paddle caught too much water, tipped my kayak, and suddenly I was in the cold water trying to figure out how to get on to 'Julia Max'. My life jacket inflated, and after the embarrassment diminished, I dragged the water-filled kayak around to the other side where we had our ladder deployed. Once out of the water, I was stripping cold, wet clothes off, and ready for my second shower of the day. But don't tell anyone.