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Jun 26, 2009
Jun 29, 2010
This was a wonderful experience of nature we were lucky enough to see, as at this particular time of year it is quite likely we would have gone all night without seeing anything. We picked a good day to go.
Mon Repos was a small place, little more than a nature reserve on the beach. There was one good reason to come and visit though. Mon Repos is where the turtles come to nest on the beach, and we were lucky enough to catch one of the last few days of the season where you can witness the eggs hatching, and the amazing journey that the turtle babies make from the nest to the sea. The site is very well protected, and the rangers there demand complete darkness and silence while the turtles struggle along the sand and in to the rough waves as they hit the shore. For many it is a fruitless journey, as it is estimated that only 15 out of 1000 turtles will ever reach maturity. The Conservation park here goes some way to helping them at the first stages. After we watched the run for the waves, we were escorted up to the nest, where the egg shells can be found as well as the unhatched, and those turtles that could not make it out of the nest in time, these are given a helping hand by the rangers who guide them on to the beach and then in to the sea.