Prelude – Catching up
We are still here in Grenada on Ice Floe, moored off Sandy Island within the Sandy Island / Oyster Bed Marine Protected Area (aka Carriacou Marine Park). We have been here since March 18th when the majority of Caribbean Island Nations closed their borders. Our June 18th flight was rescheduled for June 16th and subsequently canceled. The airport in Grenada will open no sooner than June 30th. We are now rebooked for July 4th.
How do we spend our days under lockdown?
That is a question we hear quite often so here is a description of our typical days.
We are both reading a lot, and of course I write my Blog every so often. I spend way too much time reading the news and then I feel depressed and play solitaire on my iPad for an hour, or so.
I am heartened that the outrage played out in the peaceful protests following George Floyd’s death has rekindled the Black Lives Matter movement and drawn international attention to the need for police reform. I track and graph the pandemic statistics every day. In my humble opinion, we haven’t seen anything yet.
There is the requisite cooking and cleaning every day, 3 times a day. Now that the Paradise Beach Club has re-opened we treat ourselves to a visit there a few times each week – sometimes for the best rum punch we have ever had, sometimes for the best fish tacos we have ever had, sometimes for the best lamb fritters we have ever had….
I FaceTime with Riley and Tristan on Wednesdays. They are both reading me a different book and Tristan recently serenaded me on his ukelele.
Our days are frequently variations of the same, with occasional outings to sail, fish, snorkel, watch the seabirds and turtles around Ice Floe, or take a hike around Carriacou. Many of these adventures are described in other blogs.
We visit Sandy Island almost every evening with Duhkxy and I will devote the balance of this entry to Duhkxy discovery and fascination with the rats on Sandy Island.
Duhkxy and the Sandy Island Rats
Soon after we arrived I saw the first rat on Sandy Island flash past into a pile of palm fonds. Several weeks later, George and I both caught a glimpse of several surfing along the branches of a sea grape.
The photo of the cute little rat at the beginning of this blogpost was first seen less than two feet from George’s right shoulder. I said “George, there is a rat – right there – pointing”. George asked “Where?”, a bit alarmed. I pointed again and George, now seeing it, quickly retreated to a safer location. I then kept staring at the rat, who kept very still in hopes I did not see it. George pulled the camera from our pack and I captured this adorable shot.
Now, as rats go, the Sandy Island rats are quite cute – smaller than nasty dump rats, shaped a bit more like a kangaroo rat, with soft-looking brown fur and big round eyes. George was having none of it – he does not like rats (or snakes).
It was not long after that Duhkxy discovered them and for weeks his favorite past time, while visiting the island, was trying to flush them out and catch one. He is a clever doggie and it was not long before he succeeded.
His favorite game is chase. Unfortunately, he is too fast, and so are the rats, for me to capture that in a photo. He has treed them as below.
|I got you|
|Get down here and play with me (or let me play with you)|
And he forced one into the water. He would have been in there after it if we had not restrained him.
|Admittedly, not as cute as when dry and fluffy. This rat sure could swim.|
Each day brings new discoveries and things to see on Sandy Island. Each evening a new sunset.