there be sharks in these waters

"Shark!"  The boys yell.  The fin slices through the water five feet away.  The fin is about thirty feet from us.  We look on from the shore.

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Salt Lake Utah Lifestyle Photographer

We are at goat island.  

We did not know what do expect when we saw the first blue sign advertising this island of goat.  But who are we that we could resist its allure?

We drove for over an hour following the signs.  New Zealand excels at signage.  It is the Las Vegas of the South.  Minus the gambling, neon, trash, hookers… Plus the beauty, hospitality, green…  OK, I get what you are saying, maybe not the best comparison ever.  But, they are both very good at signs.  I think we can at least agree on that.  

We walk down the sandy stairs.  

What would this island be, goat-shaped, goat-inhabited, goatesque?  The anticipation.  

Turns out it is beautiful.  Like goats.  Don't fight against me here.

We soak in the beauty of the beach, the tide pools, the clear warm water.  

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Salt Lake Utah Lifestyle Photographer

Our awe of the beauty of the place is replaced by our terror for the screaming boys.  

The fin creeps closer.  It raises up.  

It… is… attached to a dolphin.

I have the same feeling that Grover does in "Monster at the end of this Book" (I am sure this is not the name, but it has been a while since I was five.  In my defense, I did you quotes, italics, and sloppy capitalization, so I feel good.)

Oh, it is a lovable dolphin.  

Terror is replaced by fascination.  

The dolphin is joined by two others and they frolick about with the locals.  

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We were clothed for hiking so swimming is out of the questio-

SPLASH

For three of us.

Wendy is in the water racing towards the dolphins.  In long sleeve shirt and pants and shoes.  She was intent, no time for this shoes taking off nonsense.

Wendy is a freaky fast swimmer.  Even shoed.  She slides through the water to play with the dolphins.

An aside,  this freaks me the H out.  I am scared of fish that are fist sized while snorkeling.  I mean it is fascinating to watch underwater, but when one makes a sharp move, I am shrieking.  So the idea of being in the water with something so massive creeps me the bleep out.

Wendy is fast, but dolphins are faster.  When she approaches the dolphins, they are gone.  The gathered crowd sighs.  We glance about, smiling broadly.  Content at seeing dolphins playing with people at such close quarters.

A soggy Wendy is not quite so content upon emerging from the sea a few minutes later.  

Take my word for it, it was the funniest thing I have ever seen.  You will have to take my word, because all photographic evidence has been forbidden from the internets.  

She looked like a drowned rat people, cut her some slack.  (She didn't forbid me from saying that.  Maybe only because she didn't see it coming, though.  I have to go hide.)

 

BLUE LILY | Lifestyle Photographer | Salt Lake City, Utah