On arrival at the island Aaron had doled out the sleeping gear - thermarests, foam mats, and we each had a couple of sheets and a blanket. He didn’t bring tents, but put up a tarp for us to crowd under in the event of rain. We each chose a spot for our sleeping areas. Leon & I set up under a tree. There was a hole in the trunk, but I inspected with the torch and it didn’t seem to be inhabited, so we felt relatively safe. It’s a romantic notion to sleep under the stars, with the waves lapping the beach. Of course the reality is that my bones ached as soon as I lay down, the sound of the waves was almost like water torture, and the whining of the mosquitoes drove us under sheets in a vain effort not to be eaten alive.
It was a long night. We did get some sleep, but we both were relieved when morning came and we didn’t have to lie there any more.
And of course the reward was a spectacularly beautiful sunrise over a blue sea, puffs of marshmallow cloud cloaking the rainforest mountains on the mainland. It really was gorgeous, but we’ve got no photos because Aaron advised us not to bring a camera. Grrr.
We enjoyed the morning pottering around the beach again: there was a low tide so we were able to see creatures in the low reef just off the beach - octopus, sea slugs, hermit crabs. We kayaked over the reef and the water was clear which allowed us to see it. We also had our books to read, which relaxing in the hammock I did (although the hammock smelt a bit of pee, not sure why).
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