Again, I'm reminded of a story...years before Booby Cay became an "excursion" we were talking to a farmer on the beach one day about what he could do for us. We had exhausted the possibilities when he pointed to the cay and said a friend of his had a boat and could drop us off and pick us up later. Snorkel gear would be picked up on the way from a friend at Cosmos. We agreed. The boat turned out to be about 10' with a rubber band outboard but it got us there. There was a rustic open shed under which sat two Rasta smoking spliff, who became our newest friends. While we were there two kayaks each with a couple of duded-up newbies from one of the "compounds" came ashore. We greeted them but they took one look at "Natty Dreadlocks", retreated to their kayaks and paddled away quickly. Spoilers: the water was so shallow and the sandy bottom was so littered with spiny sea urchins we got dry fast and spent the rest of the day hanging out with Rasta.