We walked out on the reef several times in Fakarava, which in Hirifa involved convincing Jack to wade through knee-deep water from the motu to the reef. The width of the reef varies and here it’s about a couple hundred yards wide, very rough and sharp. I would like to get all the way out to the surf but it’s slow going on such uneven terrain so I didn’t quite make it. Jack waited under a tree. It’s a moonscape out here and the only thing protecting the inhabitants from the boisterous sea.
Daily Archives: July 25, 2015
We live on a boat but we don’t often spend time on a beach. Here in Fakarava there’s pretty much only beach. Beach and reef. Sounds like a beach BBQ to us, so Bryce and Allistair from Silver Fern scoped out a location and found remnants of previous cruisers, a bar built around a tree on an uninhabited motu. All ashore for a coconut husk fire, bring something for the grill, a dish to share and whatever you’re drinking and let the party begin. We live a wonderful life.