The reason for travelling to Christmas Island at Christmas is to see the red crab migration, it hadn’t occurred to me to study this in any great detail before leaving and so I wasn’t really sure what to expect.
The first thing that became apparent to me when we arrived was there is a trilogy of crab migrations, apparently the blokes all go down to the ocean early to get ahead of the woman folk, They do the normal things and build a home for the new bride, and hang around waiting for the ladies to turn up.
Staying in the resort was a couple from Japan, they were on their honeymoon and had asked if it was possible to go through a local Jungle Wedding ceremony, and the resort obliged. The resort had done nothing like this before. They invited the entire guest list to the ceremony pool side at approximately two in the afternoon.
At the corner of the dogleg is a pile of cast off old skulls. I do not remember seeing human’s skulls before, especially like this. Just in a haphazard heap they had a grey clay sort of look to them, the view was awe-inspiring.
We went snorkelling Boia Boia Waga for the day, it was certainly some of the best I have done. It was a beautiful day out on a very small island at the most eastern tip of PNG mainland. The trip was pure magic; it gave me a perspective of an environment where there are no modern facilities at all. No …Continue reading →