Shark Bait

Trip Start Mar 14, 2006
Trip End Mar 15, 2007

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Thursday, January 25, 2007

Still have to perfect the art of fighting your way out of a mozzie net in the dark.

Was hoping to go on a snorkeling trip to a submerged plane wreck today but that was soon changed to a closer barrier reef due to lack of fuel for the boat. Fair enough.

Mona and Henrik were the only others heading out for a dip other than a young Fijian guy who turned out to be going spear fishing with us effectively tagging along. Once a few kilometers offshore we jump in and he hands me a line to loop the caught fish onto as he dives down to as much as 10 meters at time on a single lung full catching fish with his bungy powered spear. It was truly awe inspiring see him dive that deep so effortlessly and still hang around down there negotiating who was going to be for dinner.

Nearing a drop off a solitary white tip reef shark came moseying along to see what the fuss was about, great and I'm towing a line of dead bleeding fish. Anyone else want to hold this? Anyone? Anyone?

Back on dry land and with all limbs accounted for it was time to move again. With a BBQ lunch tucked away, it was another short trip south through the Yasawas to my last island of Waya and to the Octopus Resort at its northern end that I'd heard good things about. The resort was certainly a step up from previous dwellings in both comfort and price resembling a more luxurious beach resort with a tasteful decked bar and restaurant area complete with hot and cold running fresh water and a pool. Who needs a pool when the most beautiful beach I've seen here is a single roll out of bed away?

Kenny and Claire from White Sandy Beach were also staying here, having returned after stopping off a few days previously, joining them in snorkeling on the beach (as in the water not sitting on the sand with fins on). The beach had some great snorkeling with one of the few areas were the water actually got deeper than knee height just a few meters offshore with it clearly being evident that the area was a marine reserve.

After another beautiful sunset and another kava ceremony (swear I'm gonna be sweating the stuff soon) it was time for dinner with the gourmet style cuisine being a far cry from the usual instant noodles.

The fine dining was somewhat spoiled though by a pretentious Aussie couple sitting at the table complaining about any and everything they could talking down to me on asking about backpacking. If I hadn't already been to Australia and met some great people there my opinion of the place may have been skewed my these two having little time for anything different from them, berating anything that didn't match their way of living or traveling sticking to this one resort for the whole two weeks they were here. It takes a lot to provoke me, especially in a place like this, but they pushed me close before I politely excused myself. Shoot me if I ever turn into people like that.

Thinking that I didn't really fit in around here surrounded by couples and people on package holidays it took just a wander back into the dorm to lift me up again meeting three other Aussie girls traveling whose first words were "Hey want to play stupid games in the bar?"
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