There are days when Wishing Well is just one of the most perfect places on earth. Today was one of those days. Clear water. No waves. A perfect sand-bottom entrance. Not another soul in site. Well, not a human soul. There were thousands of souls beneath the surface, including this guy:
He and I hung out together for quite a while. And he (or she) was of two turtles I saw. Plus gazillions of fish.
I need to check the calendar to see if this is the Year of the Goat. It is certainly a year of goatfish! They are everywhere and there are thousands of them, Crashboat, Natural, Wishing Well, Shacks. I've never seen so many goatfish.
I am so glad I went to Wishing Well. I really REALLY missed Elaine because this is a spot we love to share, but it was just gorgeous.
I'm thinking our days of flat clear water are about to end. The surf forecasts are predicting 7-10 foot waves over the weekend. We'll see.