The journey throughout the islands have been , and perhaps are, the greatest times I’ve ever had. Patti found the typewriter I bargained for during my stay at Pago Pago and began to record what happened during these wonderful days in the Yasawa group. We would often go shell-diving and swimming in the beautifully painted torquiest sea, discovering the wonders hidden deep within.
Sometimes, the people of the islands would share their food with us and we would enjoy a meal of seafood and fresh fruits accompanied by candle light shining through a bottle. One day, a Fijian boy who has been sitting upon a rock nearby gave us his only catch of the day. We were really touched by his hospitality and hopefully we could give him something in return.
These islands are like what heaven is about, happiness, spending your time with the one you love and just enjoying every moment of every minute. We knew that we’re had already gotten too close to heaven too early, and that we would have to leave this place and let it become nothing more than a memory...
After spending about 2 months among the mid-islands of the Yasawa group, our final stop is the northernmost island in the archipelago. It turns out to be a limestone island and non-volcanic, apart from all the others. We went diving as soon as we got the chance and went through a grotto which the Fijians said once refuged two young lovers. We swam into an underwater arch for several yards then came up for air in a little cove with a weird atmosphere. As soon as our eyes refocused and adjusted to the dark, Patti had a bad feeling and we rushed out as fast as we could.
After that we anchored into a near by bay, since we couldn’t anchor just by letting the chain down for we could destroy some of the coral reef, I had to anchor by hand. I dived into the vivid blue water and looked for a spot to anchor safely. Just then, a black erie shadow moved slowly over me. I tilted my head upward and directly above me was a long gray shark. As soon as I saw it, I knew what it had in mind, but I didn’t give it a second chance to think about having me as lunch and scurried to the surface where the dingy was. Jumping on the dingy, I heard Patti shouting warnings. She was praying that I would notice the ocean predator in time. That was my very first encounter with sharks (face-to-face).
Event in Chapter 4 : Love & Blue Lagoons on page 61-66.
Sometimes, the people of the islands would share their food with us and we would enjoy a meal of seafood and fresh fruits accompanied by candle light shining through a bottle. One day, a Fijian boy who has been sitting upon a rock nearby gave us his only catch of the day. We were really touched by his hospitality and hopefully we could give him something in return.
These islands are like what heaven is about, happiness, spending your time with the one you love and just enjoying every moment of every minute. We knew that we’re had already gotten too close to heaven too early, and that we would have to leave this place and let it become nothing more than a memory...
After spending about 2 months among the mid-islands of the Yasawa group, our final stop is the northernmost island in the archipelago. It turns out to be a limestone island and non-volcanic, apart from all the others. We went diving as soon as we got the chance and went through a grotto which the Fijians said once refuged two young lovers. We swam into an underwater arch for several yards then came up for air in a little cove with a weird atmosphere. As soon as our eyes refocused and adjusted to the dark, Patti had a bad feeling and we rushed out as fast as we could.
After that we anchored into a near by bay, since we couldn’t anchor just by letting the chain down for we could destroy some of the coral reef, I had to anchor by hand. I dived into the vivid blue water and looked for a spot to anchor safely. Just then, a black erie shadow moved slowly over me. I tilted my head upward and directly above me was a long gray shark. As soon as I saw it, I knew what it had in mind, but I didn’t give it a second chance to think about having me as lunch and scurried to the surface where the dingy was. Jumping on the dingy, I heard Patti shouting warnings. She was praying that I would notice the ocean predator in time. That was my very first encounter with sharks (face-to-face).
Event in Chapter 4 : Love & Blue Lagoons on page 61-66.
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