Post Office Bay has become a tourist attraction over the years. Whaling ships originally left messages in a barrel here for other ships to pick up and deliver. This 200 year old tradition continues, but it is now only tourists that leave postcards here for delivery, as well as carve their names on the planks and boards that wash up on shore after storms. Instead of describing the barrel itself, and the massive jumble of autographed junk that now surrounds it, I saw a Lava Lizard exploring the area, and waited until it crossed a board full of graffiti and then made this simple image. This is a male, as evidenced by the vividly colored crest running down his spine.