We decided to really splash out on Monday and headed to Lady Musgrave island (google it!), one of the southern most islands and areas of the Great Barrier Reef, about 75 miles off shore of the town 1770 (where Captain James Cook first landed in said year). It was quite the adventure from the start as we were warned repeatedly that at least 5% of us would get sick on the 2 hour journey to the island. We heeded the lady's advice as we had had to rebook the trip as it was too stormy to go on Sunday as we had originally planned. So ginger tablets in our stomachs and the thought of being sick fresh in our minds we headed off.... only to find that about 5 of the 20 people on the upper deck where we sat were sick within 2 minutes of starting the journey.... I think the 3 m waves contributed to that. Lets just say it was a rocky ride and my knuckles were white by the time we got there but Dan and I both managed to hang onto our breakfasts (and ironically he had become hungry...). That brings the sick count of the trip to Dan: 1, Ash: 0 (I won't go into too much detail but Dan wasn't feeling so hot on a bus one day in LA after a night out...)
Anyhow, the sight when we arrived made it all worth while and we were set free to do all of the snorkelling and exploring we could. 

It really was amazing as we were expecting a few blocks of coral and the sighting of a few fish but were delighted to find a 3000 acre lagoon which we could calmly snorkel in as it was protected from the ocean by the reef itself and a large sand barrier. Dan jumped right in and I followed rather tentatively. We snorkelled around the edge of the reef for a while and were absolutely amazed by the thousands and thousands of fish we saw, some in schools of hundreds and some lone narfish which scared the living daylights out of me. The tide was beginning to lower as we arrived so when we ventured further into the reef there was only about 1.5m of water between the reef and the surface of the ocean. After swimming calmly for a few minutes with Dan I suddenly realized I was far too close to all of these fish and the things that suck the dirt off of the coral for my liking and I was getting the hell out of there. It is rather difficult to communicate with a snorkel and mask on, plus Dan was ignoring my frantic gestures so all he saw was me motor off into the safety of the deeper waters of the lagoon. He found this quite amusing and proceeded to tell everyone else on our boat how I "panicked". I have no shame as I had a childhood fear of leeches and as I wasn't wearing a wetsuit all I could envision was one of the footlong "suckers" (as I called them) stuck to a place where I did not want him.
The rest of the day was pretty spectacular as you could feed the fish off of the landing and they came in droves to eat. The highlight was definitely finding the elusive sea turtles which were huge (about the size of a dustbin, according to Dan) which we were able to swim right up close to. Dan got a great shot of me with the turtles on our underwater camera and I got a great shot of his legs swimming up to the surface with the turtle nearby - I will send that one to you Vicki! When we were all snorkelled out we took a glassboat tour in hopes of finding George, a 4 ft cod that hangs out in some coral not far from the island but alas it wasn't meant to be.
Fortunately for all of us the ride back from the island was much calmer and all in all it was probably the best day of the trip so far. Our time off is coming to an end and we are back to the grind of tomato planting in the next day or two. We have made some great friends at our campsite and recently have had the addition of some new people that are nice enough, but ask us on a continual basis whether or not we are leaving our jobs anytime soon.... they must be the new cherry tomatoes pickers as I can see the desperation in their eyes.
I leave you all with a picture of a GIGANTIC kangaroo that we saw on the way back from the island - he was very kind and posed nicely for us. We are in the midst of planning where we will head next as our days of planting may be numbered. We recently joined WWOOF, willing workers on organic farms which allows you to do free food and accommodation on farms in exchange for 4 hours of work. The descriptions of some are astounding and who knows, in the upcoming month we may be blogging from a crocodile farm in the Northern Territory or a 2442 km squared cattle ranch in Western Australia. Only time will tell....