So far, Mervin had enabled us to experience things we'd not had the privilege to do so before. This afternoon proved no different. We hopped aboard the Liberte' Dream (i.e. the Michael's boat) and powered up to Saba Rock. Never mind the fact that we've been told never to pass through that shallow opening. With onlookers gazing in disbelief, he took this 44 foot catamaran through the passage and guided us to a shallow bank bordered by yet another breaking reef. We snorkeled the wrecked remains of 400 year old brigantine with her coral-encrusted cannons guarded by giant puffers and brilliant parrot fish. Little Madoc wouldn't give up even though the water was considerably rough. I wish that we had a picture of him snorkeling in his life jacket with an innertube wrapped around him as well.
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