We pull away from Nassau Harbour a little after nine, and within ten minutes the world changes. A four-hour window, four stops, and a day most guests still talk about.
We pull away from Nassau Harbour a little after nine, and within ten minutes the water changes. It goes from harbour green to a blue you don’t quite believe, then to that pale, glowing turquoise the Bahamas is famous for. That’s usually when the phones come out — and they don’t really go away for the next four hours.
First stop is the grass flats. The engines come down to a whisper and we drift while everyone gears up. The green sea turtles here are used to us; they graze along the bottom and come up for air a few feet from your mask. We give them space, we never chase, and in return they hang around. Most trips we see four or five. Some days we lose count.
From there it’s a short run to the reef for snorkeling, then the part of the day nobody is ever ready for: the pigs. They hear the engine before they see the boat, and by the time we’re in the shallows they’re already swimming out to meet us. It is loud, funny, chaotic, and absolutely worth it.
We finish on the sandbar — a ribbon of white sand in the middle of open water, ankle deep for a hundred yards in every direction. The cooler comes out, the Bahama Mamas get poured, and for the last hour it’s just your group, the water, and nothing else on the horizon. That’s the trip. That’s why we do this.
“We had a great day with Reel Adventure Tours, Captain Curry, and his daughter. They had everything we needed on the boat.”
— Gary T

