Kayak adventure and wild horses

Had an awesome time kayaking out to an island to see wild horses.

With my irrational fear of sharks and whatever else my wild imagination tells me could be underneath the kayak, I was pretty nervous to begin with. But Beau (my guide) put me at ease pretty quick especially when I asked: “What’s underneath us?” And before Beau could respond, I was like “don’t say sharks, DO NOT say sharks!!!” His reply was “Well there are no bull sharks, great whites or grey nurses” OH YAY, I was starting to feel so much better.

So after a quick lesson on how to paddle, we were off on our adventure. I was the only one on the tour again, so awesome. This is the best time to be a tourist – the one and only!!!

I was a little worried as it was my first time paddling since school, but Beau again put me at ease complimenting on how he was surprised this was my first time paddling.

Swoon . . .

Actually, I was just trying hard not to fall off the kayak, stay on track as the wind was pretty intense, also I was trying not think about what could be swimming underneath my teeny, tiny, plastic boat that probably looks like a big tasty fish to any large shark that might look up, trying not think about that ridiculous Meg movie I stupidly watched recently, and definitely not thinking about watching Jaws as a kid . . . JUST PADDLE – why was I doing this again??!!

But, it didn’t take me too long to settle in and start enjoying myself. We paddled about 30 minutes to reach the Rachel Carson Reserve.

We walked across the island over to the beach with Beau pointing out marine life and telling me about the fauna as well. And then we saw the horses, just a small herd but the herd we wanted to see as one of the horses had a foal during Hurricane Dorian a couple of weeks ago. It was the cutest thing I’d ever seen.

We waded through the marshes and made our way back to the kayaks to paddle further up the island to see if we can find the other herd. As we were paddling up we did see the other herd, one male was running through the marshes with the water spraying up, so awesome to see.

Unfortunately they had moved on but the time we got there – paddling is hard work.

We went for another wander around the top end of the island for a little bit longer before it was time to paddle back home.

As the wind had picked up a lot by this stage and was against us, Beau offered to call Rod the owner to bring over the boat to pick us up or we could attempt to head back by ourselves on the Kayak.

Well . . . never one to shy away from a challenge (and maybe a little bit of trying to impress Beau), I was like nah, we don’t need the boat, we’ve got this.

So, off we paddled.

At times it was like neither of us were moving the wind was so strong, but somehow we made it back. Rod came out to congratulate us as we arrived back. My arms were burning. It was at that point that Beau said that’s the worst winds he’s paddled in. Awesome!!!

Great way to spend a few hours, so much fun.

But once I got back to my BnB I did look up the sharks that could have been underneath me . . . I had to know, reports say that bull sharks and great whites have been spotted.