Spanish Town was ok, there was a buffet restaurant that we all ate at called the Bath and Turtle and we realized that we had left our power cord for the boat at Nanny Cay and so we had to scrounge around for the proper 50 amp cord (very hard to find). Thursday morning we woke up and sailed fast to the wreck of the Chikuzan, a Japanese refrigerated cargo ship which was poorly such near Puerto Rico and drifted 70 miles to BVI. It was pretty much out in the open water with nothing around for miles. It only had one mooring ball and we were very lucky that when we got there the boat that was moored up was just leaving. It was windy with a slight surface current when Paul, Dave, Sarah and Candace got in the water to take the first dive. They couldn’t find the wreck and popped at too far away to swim so I took the dinghy to get them. It was pretty gnarly getting back to the boat but we made it without sinking the little dinghy despite the heavy gear and waves. Another boat had pulled up by this point and they directed us toward the wreck which was in front of the mooring ball, not behind it. Dad dove again with Lonica, Lisa and me (Scott).

The wreck was amazing—straight on its port side so the large deck openings were sticking out to the side. The top of the wreck was about 65’ deep and the ocean floor was at 85’. The boat is about 300 feet long so you couldn’t see the bow from the stern despite the good visibility. Within 30 seconds of finding the wreck we saw a 10-12’ black tip reef shark. There were tons of barracuda and we ended up seeing several other sharks, nurse sharks, before ascending.
I got a couple of great pictures and Lonica had a great time too.
From there we headed to a little deserted island (excepting the “island caretaker” who’s whole job is just to watch over this beautiful sugar-sanded beach). We had a good time rubbing our toes in the sand and taking pictures. Kendee, of course, had to show off a bit of her dancing…

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After that dive we sailed to Jost Van Dyke and moored in Little Bay for the night. I had to take a test for one of my ASU online classes so I took the laptop onto shore with the dinghy and after asking a few people, found someone with internet. It was this hilarious black lad named Indie who was so laid back and didn’t mind at all that this sweaty American was using her DSL. It was a beautiful day.
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