Fun things to do in Culebra

Driving out on the sole road that directs to Playa Zoni the bay will zig zag near and far from the edge. Veer right at the airport after leaving Dewey. In the shallow waters there comes vistas through mangrove patches. We parked the moped and sat bayside while large Iguanas scurried in fright into the dark entanglement these trees performed. Just one of many solitude ridden moments one will feel on the road out.

The sapphire Gin clear waters are everpresent. For every corner an expansive veiw opens up and temps my body. From a plane alot of bodies of water look blue. But as a bird comes down to the earth surface the waters darken. In the Carribean they remain dreamy at all levels of sight. Something buried inside my psyche pushes me towards, maybe the life I had lead living seaside, forces myself to be submerged to be satisfied. Its like the weird urge that overcomes when standing at a buildings edge, theres nothing suicidal about your interest in what would happen if you jumped, but there is this little notin in the back of your head that is telling you to do it. Your reasoning gets in the way. When I see waters like this my reasoning has no time to get in the way and stop my leg muscles from pushing me foward and putting my body in that gin and tonic.

Accessability is the issue here. Headed south out of Dewey on a thin strip of see-ment, cross over the bridge and keep driving. The road will fade away into fragments and soon turn to dirt with scattered large rocks that render a moped useless. Dis-embark and ferry the bike turning the handle ever so slightly so your not pushing but the moped is pulling you along like a undiciplined pit-bull on a leash. Keep forward even though the surroundings are getting less and less roadside structures. The road will end and after parking you will be rewarded with Culebras absolute best snorkeling spot. And I swear...Yukijohn was the only people there. Secluded.