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follow link December 1st was filled with the usual delights of the first day of a leg. Claudia and Michael re-joined us at around 10am and we all went reprovisioning. Today seemed even hotter and more humid than usual, with very little breeze to help cool us down…it was very uncomfortable and we were all literally dripping! We had a lunch time interlude at Fred’s place, Breakwater Café, before Shawn and Ally went to collect their newly stamped passports and we then carried on with the task of finding items that we didn’t find in the first couple of stores. Maree flew in that afternoon and so we met her at 15.00 and we all returned to Imagination for the rest of the day. After breakfast on Saturday 2nd, we moved onto Fred’s mooring outside the café. We did this for 2 reasons, firstly to ensure our chain hadn’t wrapped and snagged on anything on the bottom over the last week of going around in circles with the on shore and off shore breezes, and secondly so that we could leave easily and quickly in low light. Shawn had been watching the weather forecast ( as per usual) but it was becoming clear that we had another system heading our way that had the potential to develop into something ugly. We had originally planned to leave at 5am on the 3rd for another nearby anchorage, but having spoken to Fred and listened to his knowledge of the anchorages in the islands, we made the decision to leave after dinner that evening for a sail that would take us up to 36 hours. We all went ashore and finished the shopping with Ally and Shawn returning to Imagination for the afternoon whilst the others remained ashore doing their own thing. We were off the mooring by 18.45 and we motor sailed through the night with very little wind but surrounded by lightning, hearing the occasional clap of thunder and travelling through the odd downpour. It’s a little bit disconcerting trying to find shelter from a system by sailing straight into it’s predicted path, but Fred had informed us of the safest places and so we were aiming to get to a spot nestled between several small islands off of New Georgia. The conditions on the second day and night were very different to the first. The wind picked up and as a consequence so did the waves and along with that came heavy cloud and a fair bit of rain. Despite that, we safely arrived on the outskirts of the islands late morning on the 4th and very slowly wound our way through to a very protected area in the mangroves near an area called Diamond Narrows. Our anchor was well set in the murky waters with the sky heavy with rain, but it was hot and humid with very little breeze – these type of conditions always make it seem a little ominous….waiting for something to happen. The following day remained much the same and so we all relaxed on board and we were visited a little later on by 2 jolly ladies in a canoe. They had come to say hello and to invite us to visit them in their tiny family settlement consisting of just 4 houses a little further through the small islands. We were all keen to spend some time on land to stretch our legs, so we told them we would come across after having something to eat. Michael and Claudia gave them some toiletries that they were very happy with and just after they left us, the heavens opened and it rained and rained and rained and so we didn’t get to go and visit them which was a real shame. That night we had some stronger gusts of wind along with the rain, but as we were so protected in our little mangrove corner, it wasn’t bad and by the morning of the 6th the worst of the system had gone through to the South, although the heavy rain continued on throughout the day which meant we had to run the generator for several hours to charge our batteries. On Thursday 7th, the thick cloud remained with us as did occasional heavy downpours but despite this, we motored around to the town in Munda. It felt good to have a change of scenery and to have a few beers at Agnes Gateway hotel, just on the waters edge. We were going to head off East on the 8th to try and visit a few places we had missed out on due to our “run” to a safe anchorage. However, we were either going to have to weave our way through shallow coral reefs in poor light or exit the reef system and sail in bad sea conditions caused by the passing of Cyclone Jasper so we collectively decided to head into the multiple small islands near to where we had been anchored, We arrived at Lola Island by lunchtime having seen our first crocodile in the shallow waters off of one tiny island as we wound our way through. As we sat chatting in the cockpit after eating lunch, we felt strong vertical vibrations through the whole boat which caused the rigging to vibrate. We all looked at each other and tried to figure out what had caused it a little while later we went ashore and enjoyed a drink or two and a walk about at the cute resort there. We were told we had just experienced a 5.8 earthquake and we were basically at the epicentre! As the motion had been up and down ( and being in shallow water is how we felt it onboard) as opposed to shaking from side to side , there had thankfully been very minimal damage. We all returned to the bar/restaurant for a great lunch the following day followed by a wonderfully chilled afternoon.

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https://aguasamazonicas.org/h3i605hi5 Sunday morning (10th) we returned to Munda as there was going to be a local festival on the 12th. Shawn and Ally went for a walk during the afternoon to try and locate a WWII museum owned by a local guy, Barney. It was a hot and humid afternoon, but it was good to do an extended walk and we located the Peter Joseph museum, but weren’t sure if it would be open as it was a Sunday. Barney lives right next door and we called out to say hi and he came out to see us full of smiles and a lovely welcome. We asked about the museum and he said he was more than happy to open it up so we could see inside. It’s a very small outhouse with wire mesh on the open sides, but it is absolutely crammed full of memorabilia and artefacts that Barney himself has found on the island (New Georgia) over the years. The museum is named after the US Soldier, Peter Joseph whose dog tags were the first ones that Barney found – he now has many, many more. He was an absolute mine of information and so likeable and easy to be with so we asked about doing a WWII walking tour with him and so the following morning, we met up with him again. We walked along roads built by the Americans, along dirt tracks and through jungle where it is believed the Japanese had camps, with Barney pointing out various battle grounds and explaining the events – his memory for details, names, dates and times was phenomenal. We saw the remains of one Japanese aircraft that was in thick undergrowth and we also visited the area where hundreds of US soldiers had been buried during the heavy conflict here. Thankfully, they have all since been returned home and given a proper burial. On the way back to town, Barney took us to his brother, Matson’s home on the edge of the water. He was another very friendly chap and we sat chatting for a good quarter of an hour and he showed us a crocodile that he has had for the last 24 years! It was as close as I’d want to be to a croc that size ( 2 meters), that’s for sure. Matson did explain that it was too late to let it go as it would just be shot by others, so there it stays, in it’s small tidal enclosure underneath a small building. Crocodiles only venture into this area at night time when human activity has reduced, so taking a dip in the daytime is safe…the children were definitely having a whale of a time climbing and jumping from a triangular wooden frame in the water. Having walked 11kms, we returned to Imagination for lunch whilst Claudia, Michael and Maree remained ashore where there was a lot of activity with the Festival being opened by the Prime Minister that afternoon.

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watch Munda is a small area and the town consists of a few very small ( Chinese run) shops, a bread shop, a kava bar, market area, Police Station, several accommodations and an International Airport. When Shawn and Ally went ashore on the 12th, although there were lots of people around with various stalls selling carvings, clothes and food, they didn’t see any events happening and there seemed to be nowhere they could find a schedule of events and so they went to the Bread Shop for a great local lunch. It was a scorching day with no breeze and so after returning to Imagination, they went snorkelling on some reef between two smaller island towards the edge of the anchorage in order to cool down a little…although the thought of crocodiles was never far from Ally’s mind lol. Once again, our crew spent time ashore at the bar of Agnes Gateway hotel, watching the comings and goings from the waterside area. At 08.00 the next morning we were on our way to our next destination. It was another beautiful, still day and going through the narrow 100 metre wide channel between Diamond Narrows and Noro ( the Port of Entry on this island) was absolutely gorgeous. The water was crystal clear and it was amazing to see coral reef along the edge that dropped of sharply to create the 50ft+ deep passage and we got hello’s, waves and smiles from the people living modestly at the waters edge…..simply stunning. Because of the lack of wind, which has been the case for most of the time since the cyclone passed through, we had to motor for 5 hours over glass like water to Kolombangara Island and Kape Harbour. This is a very tranquil, lush lagoon and very soon after we anchored Michael spotted a small croc lurking on the perimeter and we watched for a while as he meandered along and disappeared. Shawn, Ally, Claudia and Michael went ashore in the dinghy to a very small settlement to say hi and to ask if anyone could tell us where the bat caves were that we had heard about. We were told be the ladies there that they were outside of the lagoon and along the coast a little and so they said they would ask one of the men to come and see us to talk about them guiding us…but noone came. We returned to the boat and later on, while Ally and Maree remained on board, the others went to another home in a different area where they met Robert who went with them to show the remains of some Japanese anti-aircraft guns and 155 guns. Robert came with us all ( Maree stayed onboard again) the following day to show us to the bat cave area which was a 10 minute dinghy ride away. We met and spoke to a family that had just settled off the beach there over the last year and they had already made a very lovely home for themselves. We were escorted to the caves which were a 5 minute walk away, by several guys and small boys. We were told that they believed the Japanese had used the caves as a camp as there was ammo and the remains of shoes lying around. Claudia remained outside and as soon as the rest of us were passing through the entrance, we had bats flying at us as they made their escape from the disturbance. They were so close we could feel the breeze of their wings as they flew past our faces and arms. They were only small, but the caves were huge and as we got a little deeper in, we also saw larger fruit bats. We thought we could hear water running, but when a torch was shone upwards, we saw hundreds of bats flying around – it was this collective sound we could hear! After lunch, having been reassured the crocs don’t leave the lagoon, we all went snorkelling on a reef outside the lagoon and saw 3 sharks between us, many Crown of Thorns starfish and Pink Anemonefish.

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2 Replies to “Solomon Islands ( Leg 23)”

  1. And a ‘Happy New Year’ to you both as well.
    Looking forward to the Blog’s in 2024 and whatever adventures and weather are thrown at you! So, the Solomon Islands are top of the leader board (is that for scenery as well as fish/coral?).
    You have an island named after your yacht 🙂 and found an ALDI store in the middle of nowhere. Shame about the smells on the Caribbean style bus to Noro – you didn’t mention any music:- as in the Caribbean ‘Boom Buses’, however?
    Interesting aside – we are watching a tv drama (Black Snow) and there has been reference to some boys from Vanuatu and being sons of a tribal chief (customs etc). It was neat to tie this to the reading I have been doing of your travel blogs and pictures.

    1. You are right!! I did mean to add in that the only thing missing from the bus ride was the ridiculously loud soca music!!!

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