I thought maybe because I had already heard so much about the famous swimming pigs of Staniel Cay that they would somehow be anticlimactic. Nope. Swimming pigs are cool. A little scary when they come charging out to you in your very precious (and very poppable) blow-up boat, but very cool. Warning: you are about to get bombarded with piggy pictures. They seem to get fed frequently enough to not be too aggressive, just very happy to see your bag of food.
^^It’s too cute!
^^Keith wasn’t sure how cute this one was, he kept the dinghy away from it.
^^I don’t know if the white ones were albino or just unlucky to be born on a beach. Their little ears and eyes were sunburned.
^^Lisa, I think they know you have food still!
^^Chickens too, they didn’t swim though. (look behind the big pig)
^^they lost interest when we ran out of cabbage scraps.
^^We found two little piglets hiding out in the shade. They were too little to eat the veggies, they just sniffed at them, but they guzzled some fresh water!
^^They liked the water!
^^The little runt…..I wanted to bring him home! I know Kai would love him up…
^^……until he got this big. Little runt stayed on the beach.
^^For some reason I had envisioned “Piggy Beach” as being some remote little spot with a quiet little anchorage with only a few cruising boats around; that’s what it looked like on all the blogs I saw. Oh no, not at all. That must have been the magic of photo cropping. Not only is the anchorage large and busy, it’s filled with large and busy boats. Then add a mega yacht or four sprinkled in the mix. It was just as much a zoo in the anchorage as up on the beach! The mega yachts were having a “my water slide is bigger than your water slide” moment. I wanted to ask the crew on deck how much the carnival ride tickets were, I chickened out. We were, however, entertained with jet skies, water skiers, paddle boarders, kite boarders, and windsurfers for no admission fee.
^^I have to admit, it looks kind of fun.
^^Sorry…..had to. The little boy pig wore himself out and fell asleep on top of the little girl pig; she just kept standing there. They were still like that when we dinghied away.