Crossing the seas surrounded by pirate ships it was bound to be a more authentic caribean experience...
So no more Wendies and Hooters and more of this; shore line restearaunts with a more lads back vibe...
Not be fooled and ask where the driving range is, this is just an example of the luscious landscape that the people of St John are blessed with....
Three bays down, time for some proper tracking on day two through the national park; don't be fooled by the short distances on the signs, the terrain makes it much harder...
Next up, trunk bay, make sure you've got some dosh, for some reason you have to pay to enjoy this bay. You can probably see why though...
The snorkeling trail was pretty awesome here; despite it being ruined by the lifeguards ("we don't want you swimming beyond your abilities"). Come on America, live a little!
The final trip round to the last bay in the North West, Cinnamon Bay...
St. John...tick...on to the next one...
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