A big, old Conch. Odd to find him up here in the rocky shallows. They usually stay out in the big sandy area in twenty to thirty feet depth- seven to ten meters.
A Sand Tilefish. They are usually out in the sand, and on the slope. They dig burrows, and 'dive' into them when you approach.
Another conch wandering around. You can just barely see his snout, probiscus, that he shuffles around looking for tasty detritus to munch. My taste buds are a little different.
And yet another. I guess they got together and decided they didn't like something about being out in the sand.
A Squirrelfish keeping a close eye on me, as the Blue Tang cruises by..
See ya, Tang! Poor old Mr. Squirrel looks so miserable, but it's just how his bones are put together. I've always thought it's unfortunate for fish that the most efficient structure for their mouth for food gathering gives them an unhappy, grouchy expression. They need a Dolphin's smile.
Almost looks like West Texas, or New Mexico.
OK, I need to go plant some Bougainvillea vines that I've rooted. Digging in the dirt, insted of diving, hey? Thanks for stopping by!