in rock bands. But she was right. A moment later, they were there, about eight to 10 adult Atlantic spotted dolphins, casually milling around our anchored boat. We were ready with masks, snorkels and fins, and holding hands, we leaped together from our world into theirs.
They did not shy away from our noisy entry as dolphins normally would. Rather, they seemed to rejoice at our arrival — swimming closely around us, diving, twisting, darting away and returning. Happy! We had been forewarned not
While anchored at a point far from land on the Great Bahama Bank, this crew had the rare opportunity to swim — and even play — with a pod of dolphins.