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This day started and stayed calm, to our delight as this was the biggest exposed, offshore crossing of the trip. Had it been rough, we could have circled inland though the inner line of mangrove islands, but it would have been both less scenic and much further. The northern extremity of that inner crescent of islands was two miles offshore, so the main decision for the crossing was when we got there.
All was looking good in the sky so we paddled in the azure blue ocean toward the convenient beacon of the lighthouse on the appropriately named Cayo Caiman del Faro. We passed close in between a couple of large fishing boats with manned dinghies fishing between them. We headed towards the dinghies and thus between the boats both because they were on our route, and to have a look.
Too late we realised that the large boats had a trawl slung between them, the dinghies being hooked up to the hawser. By the time we realised this there was no escape.
Luckily our kayaks could slide easily over the rope between the floats, so they did not catch us. We stopped on the outside point of the first island in the Caimanes group, a blisteringly hot beach in the midday sun, the sky still clear, blue and calm. Then, we island hopped down the chain. Pausing between islands in the clear, calm sea, Alison saw her first turtle I missed it , and we both saw our first and last shark of the trip, a small one circling gracefully beneath us.
We stopped to talk to the Guardia Frontera at the lighthouse, sitting in the kayak holding onto the pier support while they sat on the jetty edge, yards above me.