16 March 2012
After a leisurely breakfast, we pull anchor in a misty rain and head for home at Potter’s Marina. Near the mouth of the creek, making the turn, a rainbow appears just ahead. As I’m admiring it, something surfaces in the water and I think, seamonstersharkroguewave all in a rush and then I hear the hiss of breath. A dolphin fin appears about ten yards off the port stern and heads leisurely for the boat. We hold our breath as the light grey torpedo shape glides by. Several more fins appear farther off. All we can do is look at each other and shake our heads. You can’t make this s**t up. No one would believe it: Rainbows and dolphins on our last day, our last hour here. We can’t wait to get back.