I visited St John for 2 weeks in the fall of 2016. Being a hiker at heart, it was not your typical Caribbean holiday! Here’s as except from the journal I posted today
“…..Glenn popped his head up right about then and said “c’mere, there’s a shark.” I thought to myself, shouldn’t it be, like, “swim away fast, there’s a shark,” but he was doing the hand signal thing for come. The shark was about 4 feet long, a nurse shark, evidently sleeping down on the sand in a cozy spot amongst the rocks and corals. So my brother decided to take a picture, which woke up the shark, which proceeded to head for deeper darker country. Pretty cool…..” ( read more…)