We often looked for small deserted cays to drop our anchor for the night. We only realized that we weren’t alone here when Harry, the sole inhabitant and self proclaimed mayor of this little cay, paddled out to us in his dugout canoe to offer us some fresh coconuts that he had just chopped out of a tall palm tree that morning, so we invited him onboard our boat and listened to his stories over a fresh coco verde.
This photo was taken as he paddled away from us to head home. You can see dense mangroves on the shoreline that are largely responsible for keeping this little sand island from washing away into the Caribbean Sea.
Location: Unknown Cay, Belize