My dad and I went off on our own today to go snorkeling. A great snorkeling spot happens to be right next to the airport runway, hence the name Airport Lagoon. To get there, we walk along black lava rock that the ocean has gradually carved crevices, bridges, and holes into. The highlight of the half hour walk is the blow holes that are created when big waves crash into and under the black rock. Notice little Roger in front of the massive wave!
Along this hike, one finds remnants from the United States' involvement in WWII: two pillboxes. Soldiers once kept watch in these cement boxes, although no one ever invaded American Samoa. Many pillboxes still remain around the island, filled with garbage and weeds. I feel so safe from those darn terrorists, knowing that at anytime we can jump into our pillboxes and defend our island.
Along this hike, one finds remnants from the United States' involvement in WWII: two pillboxes. Soldiers once kept watch in these cement boxes, although no one ever invaded American Samoa. Many pillboxes still remain around the island, filled with garbage and weeds. I feel so safe from those darn terrorists, knowing that at anytime we can jump into our pillboxes and defend our island.Given that we live on a steep volcanic island, sandy beaches are hard to come by. Most of the island is simply black rock and the few beaches we have are made up of dead coral. However, near the end of the airport runway lies a couple of nice sandy beaches. This beach and lagoon was our destination.
The snorkeling was great -- perfect visibility and lots to see underwater. Dad really enjoyed the sea cucumbers, bright blue starfish, and the pufferfish we saw laying on the bottom. We also saw a school of 300+ convict tangs, yellowish-colored fish with vertical black stripes. During our time snorkeling and at the beach, we saw three planes land or take off right over our heads. On the way home, we opted for the quicker, but much hotter walk directly along the airport's fence.
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