Havannah Pass to Pele

It was a swift sail to Pele – we anchored almost in between Pele and Nguna..

We went ashore and met one of the main local guys by the name of Kennedy. He said we were free to anchor off the beach and go exploring. After a bit of a chat, it turned out that he had been to Melbourne, and worked picking asparagus just down the road from our boatyard! A lot of people from Vanuatu go to Australia to do seasonal work, picking fruit and vegetables for several months at a time. 

We were joined by Pandion and Parhelion, which melded nicely with the island also beginning with ‘P’. The BoatKids found a long rope hanging from a tree that reached over the sand toward the water. This occupied them all for about two days…

Melissa and I decided to give ourselves a break from the demands of our respective vessels and walked RIGHT AROUND THE ISLAND. Well. Most of it. In some bits we had to climb along cliffs because we hadn’t been counting on the high tide…


Google Earth tells me that we walked from where the boats were anchored, around to Laonamoa… where we were adopted by two dogs, who remained with us for the rest of the walk. *eyeroll*


Sort of lavender, sort of like basil. There was a lot of it. 

We found the pre-school, which wasn’t far from the primary school. A couple of women were walking the same way as we were, and we chatted a bit. I asked why one of the people we walked past had lit a few little fires as she harvested pandanus leaves.

“She afraid of snake.”

“There are SNAKES on this island? Here on Pele?”

She told us a kastom story about how the snakes had come from another island to Pele, and it did remind me a little bit of The Rainbow Serpent. We said goodbye and kept walking, feeling quite intrepid. The final village was Pillura, and there we met Suzanne and David – they fed us beautiful pomelo and banana – and we arranged to return in the morning to buy some vegetables and fruit from them.

Right near their home they also had a tiny shop. We looked inside – it had a little bit of everything, despite being about six foot square. A tiny general store. We patted their cat, and then continued onward, walking past two little bungalows being used by visiting tourists. It was weird seeing a couple of twenty-somethings in bikinis – in our boatlife we are almost always covered up from the sun or so we don’t scare the locals…


The Smalls and their friends continued to divide their time between rope swinging and coralling hermit crabs. We could see them as we walked up the beach feeling like virtual circumnavigators…

Pele. Vanuatu.
[M acted as surf photographer for Pandion one morning.] 
Reminy catches her wave…

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