Trip Start Aug 03, 2011
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Upon arrival at the coast we enjoyed breakfast before jumping aboard the launcha
60 minute ride out to where the two boats, Impetus and Casaopeia,
Upon boarding our vessels the two Captains, Aussie Dave
I was to be a passenger aboard Impetus, the more modern of the two boats (fin keel) and found myself with two Aussie surferes, Jay and Ben, Pepe and Fransisco, the Chilean Surfers and the other Antipodeans, Amy, Murray (who I had briefly met travelling to and from Monteverde in Costa Rica) and Shon. The other boat housed Florian, CatalAna, Edgar another Catalunian, two Munich based Germans, Martin and Matthias and two Kiwis, Piki and Sarah.
I successfully negotiated a daytime exchange to Casaopeia to hang around with the European contingent who I knew, returning to Impetus at night (the boats were rafted together) where I opted to sleep on deck (definitely the best place) and we enjoyed the next few days cruising around the idyllic islands stopping to swim, snorkel, Kayak and enjoy a generally slow (somewhat monotonous at times) pace of life.
The third night, we anchored off an uninhabited island where Edgar and I enjoyed a spot of competitive coconut opening – clearly coconut opening is not my vocation and despite successfully procuring said coconut from a tree swiftly, the art of opening it proved beyond me (I did it eventually but it took me an hour – unfortunately I didn't have an ice skate to do it Castaway style) – Edgar meanwhile managed three in swift succession. That night we constructed a sizeable bonfire on the island and enjoyed our very own desert island party – this included me deciding (possibly under the influence of a Chilean Merlot) that it would be a wise idea to do a spot of bonfire jumping – so having prepared by dousing myself in seawater I successfully carried out two traverses of the raging inferno, fully expecting others to follow, demonstrating their ability in “danger athletics” - as it transpired, of course, I was the only idiot to do it.
The following day Florian, CatalAna and I grabbed the sea Kayak and paddled our way to our very own little island which I was able to walk around in around two minutes
Somehow, during the general frolicking on tropical islands I found myself suffering my first great equipment loss of my travels, not a loss as such more of a waterproof bag "operator" error, resulting in the drowning of my camera, I was less than happy!