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Snorkelling at Piti Bomb Holes


This is what happened a week ago on Sunday.  William got to go on his first snorkelling adventure.  The location is Piti Bomb Holes, just a few miles up the road from Agat.  The holes in the coral aren't really created by bombs, but are really just places where the coral sunk.  Maybe there were caves underneath that collapsed.  Now they are are a great place to look at tropical fish up close.


 William found his snorkel gear at a garage sale quite a long time ago, but he has been saving it for when he could go snorkelling himself.  He just loves it!  He and daddy went again twice during the week at the Agat cemetery beach, just across the road from our apartment.  They say that the fish there are almost as good.  They even saw angel fish and clown fish.

Araya wasn't feeling good on Sunday, so I sat on the bank with her.  And then when she was feeling better, she found she wasn't ready to get in the water.  You can read her story here, on her own blog.

Really though, the water has been quite churned up with a lot of windy weather, and rain.  I am thinking that the weather should improve soon, and then Araya and I are going to get out there too and have a great time.


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  1. Thank you for taking us on the adventures with you. Just a word of caution for someone who is old with red hair and fair skin issues from sun exposure in the tropics... Make sure those red heads keep sunscreen on!!!

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  2. Oh, how wonderful to enjoy the beauties of underwater nature! I hope you and your lovely daughter get to try it again soon. :)

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