We snorkeled with this school of sailfish for more than an hour. The bait kept trying to hide between Nelson and me, the sails stayed with us, and the boat drifted along right next to us. At one point, the sardines got between Nelson and his camera, so close that he actually grabbed one and hand-fed it to a sail. Several times, I’d swim away from the baitball, turn and swim back to it, only to have a sail herd the bait right into me. I’d be trying to get a photo of the baitball, it would suddenly split around me, and I would find myself nose to nose with a sailfish. The sails must have considered us just part of the package, because they were not afraid to swim within inches of us, but none of them ever touched us. Everything was moving fast, but it never moved very far away from us. It seemed like a ballet unfolding for our personal pleasure, and it was mesmerizing.