... coral along the bottom. In the distance was the shell of a boat washed a shore in a recent hurricane. It seemed to almost invite you to swim out and climb aboard. Close to the shore sea urchins gently waved in the currents almost like a group of people swaying there hands reaching out to touch you. We spent the day there until the last sliver of the sun slid over the horizon and it ... was time for a night out on the town. 2) Chocolate Hole is a small cove on the northern side of the island of St. John. To my left there was a cliff with such sharp rocks that it seems almost half ... th...

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... at the helm of her yacht. The tears began rolling down her face and she began sobbing uncontrollably while looking hopelessly into the distance. It became all too clear that John was her only reason for existing; without him, she would have no desire to live. As the last signs of daylight began to fade, Rae caught sight of a faint glow on the horizon. Looking through the binoculars ... she could make out the three masts of the Orpheus flickering, as the flames engulfed the tips of the posts destroying the rigging. Her heart sank as she witnessed the magnificent vessel slowly being consu...

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... in head races and sprints. Head races consist of rowing in open water for a length of 1500 - 2000 meters during the warm spring months. All of the boats are positioned on floating docks that are lined on a point in the horizon. The head referee skims the water behind the racers in his ski boat and provides assistance when novice boats begin to drift towards each other. At ... too far ahead to later be caught. Her voice is the throttle. The payoff is at the finish line. The coxswain earns her free ride by her skill in expending her crew's last reserves of energy at the proper time to cro...

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... of seagulls and jumping fish echo across the vast bay. Off in the distance the morning sky grows angry and thick at the horizon. The boat slowly rocks in the shelter of the wooded landscape. Ominous waves smash against the rocky coast. A fisherman sits on deck saying his morning prayer; his coffee stiffens and his cigarette burns slowly in the cold dawn air. The bay remains reasonably calm and peaceful even ... positions and keeps up in a fast paced blur. Shouts of anger and aggravation come from the top deck while the last of the net slips into the water and the lines tied off; Promptn...

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... of a tree and the antennas of the boat floating in the wind, they were eventually off to their fishing grounds. The weather was good, and the seas were as calm as a lake. The boat roared along like a tiger in the jungle, and the boat skimmed across the water like a skipping stone. Fish flopped around in the live wells as if they knew their time was up. The last sighting of birds was ... near since they were now thirty miles of the coast. Rich finally killed the engine, and the three were ready to start tuna fishing. The method of this kind of fishing is ... to let live bluefish swim fu...

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