No one believes I was bit by a fish...Moorea

And I’m ok with that. Sometimes it’s good when a memory is your own. To be fair…I jacked my foot on some coral and a fish must have been turned on by the smell of my blood. The little bugger began to circle me with an excitement I naively interpreted as playful, then it tagged me twice. Multiple expletives later I became a swimmer, laughing as I set world records.

Despite the vampire fish, Moorea is my favorite. Everyone knows Tahiti and Bora Bora, but Moorea was the most beautiful of them all. The island is a scarcely inhabited jewel of crystalline lagoons, fjord-like bays, azure waters and velvety mountain peaks. We anchored in to a sunrise over the dramatic spire made famous as Bali Hai in the movie South Pacific…






Early in the morn I went dolphin watching with an overtly blunt scientist guide. The professor has lived on the island with his Tahitian wife for the past 20 years and knows the dolphins by fin. He loved to point out our ignorance about the natural world and to talk about dolphin sex. Taking cue from the sex-crazed sea creatures around us, who apparently have sex with everyone all the time, we all began making out by the end of the excursion...



I rented a dune buggy with one of the guys in the band and we set off exploring the island all day. My bass player in Nashville wants to name his kids Isosceles and Dune Buggy. I used to think that was ridiculous until I discovered how fun these little vehicles are. Shots from around the island...






Off-roading in a grove of palms...



We met up with two of the other guys in the band, Tim and Henry, who were sporting their own island transportation...



Panoramic view from one of Moorea's peaks. You can just make out the back end of the cruise ship peaking out behind the right mountain...



Bloody fish bites...