The weather was even brighter today with barely a cloud in the sky. We had booked a private boat for the day so we could enjoy Island hopping experience minus the non-swimming, swimming Asians! As per usual with Kevin we left later than anticipated and had to return about 5 minutes down the road when Kirsty pointed out the lack of snorkelling equipment. The delay worked out in the end as we managed to miss the crowds at each spot. So not only was it a private boat we spent most of the day in isolation bliss.

We 'assisted' Grave with shopping for lunch at the market and caught the boat to our first stop; the seven islands Marine Park. Kirsty and I went Korean style, lying on lifejackets, for a relaxed snorkel. There was abundant life and we named most of our favourite fish. I did have a negative experience when I got harassed by a sand fish (unofficial name) but we saw a big parrot fish and two Nemos so that more than made up for the hostility. We ended up snorkelling our way around the reef for over an hour, which has now resulted in all three of us with burnt backs-damn snorkelling!

Cayagan Lake was the most beautiful stop of the day. We didn't realise that the boat dropped us off at the bay and we had to walk to the amazing look-out point and saw all across the bay, oh and a couple of weird Russians posing awkwardly on a rock. The lake and surroundings are truly stunning and we were relieved when the tour groups left and we had the place to ourselves.

Stop three was the twin lagoons and our boat captain explained the two options of crossing the limestone cliffs. We could either walk over the top of a small mound OR swim underneath and into a tunnel. Obviously we are totally bad ass and swam underneath. James went first to check the length and he confirmed we could make it. I was up second and did quite well until the end when I kicked out with my foot and smashed it onto the rocks. Kirsty didn't escape injury either, as she swam to close to the rocks and scraped her back. We are well 'ard though and still went back the same way-Kirsty was Most Improved and I nearly scraped my back!

We had chicken adobo for lunch and made our way to the last port of call-Barracuda lake. Supposedly there is a thermocline in this lake, James managed to feel it slightly but when we asked some divers they explained that the extreme change in heat only occurs at 35m, James realised he could not free dive that far so gave up! Kirsty and I should have paid more attention to the snorkel bag as James was on suspicion alert and thought somebody had tampered with it.

It was such a great day with unbeatable views.

We stayed at K-K for dinner and Grace made us fish in a sweet and sour sauce, it was really tasty and we got rum and coke included-bonus.