Photo Journal : Caye Caulker, Belize
No shirt, no shoes…no problem.
Caye Caulker; a caribbean island off the coast of Belize and a place like no other. Life here is simple, uncomplicated and slow. You cannot help but be completely sucked into this tiny, colourful community with rasta roots. The sun reflecting off the sliver of azure at The Split by day; the moon illuminating the tropical neighbourhood my night.
A large group of us gathered at The Lizard for sunset and made our way (golf buggy, bicycle or barefoot are the only means of travel on this paradise island) to Fran’s; famed for her home-cooked, fresh lobster ‘made with love' served out of what we’d call a ‘shed' here in England. Locals helped locate enough picnic tables for the group to sit out under the palms; the sound of the Caribbean Sea lapping at the shore just metres away. The wind carrying tales of our Ragamuffin sailing trip and the mouth-watering smell of salty lobster grilling on the BBQ; the same wind that powered the sails of pirates and which now dances through our hair. That night shall forever be remembered for faces wearing sun-kissed smiles and laughter fuelled by happiness and generous buckets of rum punch.
The oceans are the largest ecosystems on Earth. To survive and prosper we all need healthy oceans. For Caribbean communities, the sea is both a playground and a provider. For the rest of us, many claim to love the ocean for it is wild, mysterious and has the power to set us. But isn’t loving something also to offer up our respect and protection?