I am still on seventh heaven, my body and mind in extasis for the catch. I lost track of how long I have been in this labyrinth, when I realize that the tide is turning and the water retreats. I have no idea now what way to go, I have no phone and the sun is positioned in the middle of the sky. I start to feel uncofortable thinking of having to pull the canoe through the sand or having to wait the next tide cycle. Two parrots, a red and green one, squeal while flying 20 meters over my head, they fly at nine o'clock and I decide to follow.