When we reached the Port Mansfield Channel we allowed Kona a
romp on the beach. He, of course, rolled in dead fish and seagull droppings –
glad he won’t be sitting on my lap on the way back. We didn’t let him anywhere
near this Kemps Ripley Turtle that was sunning itself on the beach. We were pretty
sure the turtle would have no idea what Kona’s signals meant when he wants to
play.
The 25 or so miles of beach drive were wonderful, as the sun
was out this day. On the way back to Colectiva we stopped at our favorite haunt,
the SPI Birding Center. We were rewarded for the stop by sighting a Peregrine
Falcon sitting on the board walk railing. Although we had seen sightings of
this magnificent bird listed pretty much every day we visited, we had yet to
see one. Bonus!
Talk to you soon!
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