Then Dave tried to feed them by hand. These Bermuda Chubs caught right on, after giving Dave a few nips on his fingers first! This earned him the title of Chubmeister.
Then I joined in, but at least wore my gloves. The chubs led me around the reef, probably wondering where the rest of their meal was.
Then I joined in, but at least wore my gloves. The chubs led me around the reef, probably wondering where the rest of their meal was.
I can't believe we were able to go out to the reef in the middle of winter, when it's usually so windy, and enjoy yet another spectacular day on and in the water.
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