The following day we were taken off the main boat and deposited on a second smaller boat. Everyone else was taken back to the port on the 'Garden Bay'.
So the four of us, Yvonne, Mike, and two crew putted off to the far reaches where the bay merges into the ocean proper. Took us to places where there were very few other tourists. Off we went in our kayak to explore, promising to be back for lunch.
Later went to a pearl farm, owned and run by the Japanese pearl industry. A bit of a swizz as the cultured pearl starts from a bead inserted into a female oyster. The female is then artificially inseminated, and after a few years you get a pearl.
In the afternoon more kayaking into calm, pure bays that are reached by going through caves.
Back to the mother ship to find that a group of Germans on an organised package holiday were to be our shipmates. Even more isolated as we had a little table set for our dinner, and subsequent breakfast. No real hardship as they could not speak English, and tended to be very loud...
If you get the opportunity to take a trip to this bay, then take the two day trip. You will see a lot more...
As we had already seen what the Germans were about to see, we were dumped on this island with a memorial pagoda on the very top. "Yes, yes, you climb to top, very good view, see you in 40 minutes", said our guide sitting down and lighting a cigarette.
Deep joy, one of Mikes favourite pastimes climbing stairs. Still, only a short one of over 400, a doddle!
Leave you with some photographs. Our boat; one of the many coves and beaches; view after many steps; last photo from the pagoda.
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