This was one of the most freakish scuba diving experiences ever (besides diving with panda bears).
My diving guide warned me a portion of the road to our Bay of Pigs dive site on Cuba’s south coast was overrun with crabs this time of year. The mama crabs running to the sea to deposit eggs time of year.
Said we’d probably get a flat tire (oh joy).
How bad could it be, I wondered?
Couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw the crabs scurrying across the road. And the carnage – the squashed remains of the ones that didn’t quite make it.
Coming face to face-ish with them was the worst. They surrounded me in the bathroom stall, watching me do my business. What creeped me out the most was their eyes.
Take a look at the photos.
The great diving in the Bay of Pigs (no pigs unfortunately) made up for the horror of the crabs. I’ve never seen anything like it.
We didn’t get a flat tire, in the end.
Still, the owner of the car that took us to the bay refused a second trip a few days later!