So on Sunday, we arrived; on Monday, we ferried from St. Thomas to St. John, drove around and got our bearings. On the far eastern end of the island we stopped at a little beach called “Haulover.” I asked someone coming out of the water if the snorkeling was good. “Best snorkeling on the island!” she said. So the next day we hauled ass back to Haulover. It was indeed really good. The beach was rockier than the lovely and more famous beaches we’d find later in the week. But less populated with people and more populated with colorful fishies.
Tytania 