Underwater Wonders
10 June 2004 | Chatham Bay, Union Island, The Grenadines
Ami
He was quite literally stuffing his face. He ate as if he hadn't eaten in days. And he didn't seem to care that we were there. That we were watching. His eyes seemed to bulge as he devoured his meal.
Rick and I stole a glance. Rick's expression seemed to mirror my feelings. Feelings of amazement. It was rare to see an octopus during the day. And rarer still to be able to watch an octopus eating like this!
Five minutes later, he discarded the clam shell on a growing pile of shells just below his little crevice in the rock. That's how Rick found him in the first place; he spotted the pile of clean clam shells.
We're anchored in a beautiful bay on the west side of Union Island, in the Grenadines. There is only one other boat anchored here, and it's at the other end of the bay. The closest village is over those hills, on the south side of the island. It's so quiet and serene here. And at night, it's oh so dark. There are 2 fishermen who stop by the boat every afternoon to see if we want some fish. This morning they brought us a papaya from their tree. Other than the fishermen, we haven't talked to another soul since we arrived. How sweet is that? This life we've chosen is good.