Getting There
We were promised iguanas, and we got iguanas ,so many iguanas.
It started like most of our great ideas do: we dropped the dinghy, tossed in the outboard, double-checked our fuel (because, let’s be honest, we’ve forgotten before), packed the sunscreen, grabbed our water bottles, and off we went. Destination: South Allan’s Cay
A Private Beach and a Surprise Welcome Committee
Our first stop was the southwest side of Allan’s Cay, where a picture-perfect beach greeted us and not another soul in sight. Just us, the sand, and… the feeling that we were being watched.
We strolled the shoreline, and that’s when we spotted our first iguanas. They didn’t just appear, they approached. Bold little things, too. One walked right up to me like it had questions. I played it cool, but let’s be real, I was a little nervous. These weren’t your backyard lizards.
Island Finds and a Quick Swim
As we continued exploring, we came across a little fire pit, the kind cruisers or locals probably use for cookouts or storytelling under the stars. Super cool, but the sun was turning up the heat, so we took a quick swim in the calm, clear water before heading to the main event.
Iguana Central
When we pulled up to the main beach where the tour boats gather, it was wild. Boats were anchored, tourists were tossing lettuce like confetti, and the iguanas came sprinting out of the underbrush like they were late for brunch. Some were small, some were medium, and then there were the big ones.
Like, “Oh shit, that’s big” big.
We didn’t bring snacks, but we had front-row seats to the chaos. Honestly, it was hilarious. Nothing like watching grown reptiles scramble for romaine in a tropical paradise.
Cheers,
Patrice & Rodney
