I decided that while I was still here on San Juan, that I would do some touristy sight-seeing stuff. I hopped on the shuttle and headed to American Camp. American Camp is called this because it is where the Americans camped during the Pig War (there is a British Camp on the other side of the island). The Pig War was basically the result tensions over land between the British and the Americans in 1859 which culminated in a shot pig (who was rooting around in someone else's garden) which then turned into a war which (finally) ended around 1872.
Luckily, there were no pigs here today--and also no fort. It has disappeared to the ravages of time. The landscape, though, is breathtaking.
The scenery was amazing, but I got a chance to use my new skills as a marine naturalist as I discovered...
that's right--a tide pool!
|Can you see the fish hiding in the seaweed?|
|Can you see the fish again? It's using camouflage!|
It wasn't just all tidepools, though I did spend quite some time attempting to get the perfect lens angle that didn't have the water reflecting me.
American Camp has a trail that leads into South Beach, which is...a southern beach. It's grasslands and coast line and absolutely breath-taking.
|The bottom of a Lion's Mane Jellyfish caught in the waves. Poor thing.|
All in all, it was a good day and I had fun exploring.