Though not very windy, the tide was ripping around the point and through the domes making driving the boat around them very difficult as we still checked them out excitedly. We unloaded the boat and set up camp as the sun went down and full moon came up. The feeling was truly surreal, the full moon lit up the domes and as the island's only inhabitants we cooked fish, listening to music, took the jet skis out, and planned for the next day over some cold brews and a campfire. The next morning we got to work on building the kicker, spending about three hours getting it perfect in the brutal morning sun. Once finished we had to wait for the slack tide, the half hour to hour window between high and low tide where the currents would theoretically calm.