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.
