Wild Colors of Dry Tortugas
Under the auspices of cloudy skies, the clear waters around Garden Key was about as remarkable as the Pacific shore in Northern California: colorless, and seemingly lifeless. And the more time I spent atop the ramparts of Fort Jefferson, the more disappointed I became not only at this military abode 70 miles off Key West but also the expense of an entire day spent on this venture to the middle of the Gulf Coast. Losing hope, I retired back to the ferry, its gentle rocking slowly lulling me to a somber sleep.
But around noon, a remarkable thing happened: the skies started to clear up. And through the gaps, sunlight poured onto the sea, giving it life not unlike how a torrential downpour provides life to a parched landscape. The grey waters started shimmering again, taking on the azure blue so characteristic of the Caribbean waters.
I rushed back to the fort, and up the ramparts once again, hoping to capture this new bit of life and color. Here is one such snap, with the turquoise blue ocean on one side and the emerald green waters of the moat around the fort on the other.
Dry Tortugas National Park