We explored the reefs, and photographed many starfish below the surface. After a calm windless day, I was reading in the cockpit, and Ian was doing the same on Morning Star.

It was twilight, the water flat, the air warm with the sound of crickets on the island. Then very quickly there was a wind gust, the sky darkened, and we saw two empty kayaks float by. A thunder-storm had come up, taking the kayaks on an unplanned journey.

We saw a man struggling to start his dingy motor, carried by the wind in the same direction as the kayaks. So we used our dinghy to chase down the escaped kayaks, and return them to him. He said that the gust had taken two large sun umbrellas and sunk them in the bay.

The next day we were careful on leaving this shallow cove, not wanting to find his umbrellas with our propeller.