March 1, 2018
We wake up to another day in
Kosrae and decide it should be a bit of a play day after running around the
past few days trying to get checked in with the local authorities. So, we have
a big breakfast; Pete a couple of eggs and cheese on my homemade bread for a
nice sandwich and me with a couple of eggs and chili beans as the gluten seems
to not work well with my body.
We gather our gear after
again trying most of the morning to figure out the internet here which I’ve
given up on as would rather relieve the stress. So, we pack up and get the
kayaks down and loaded with our gear for the trip. Our plan is to kayak toward
the oceanside and hopefully make it through a culvert before the tide gets too
high. We head off from Miss Kiss and decide to explore a wreck on the other
side of the bay and then go back toward ocean side looking for an outlet to the
ocean.
On our way we enjoy the
scenery and paddle around an island. Pete’s ahead of me and has his camera out
focused intently on the top of the trees on an island. As I approach he asks me
what I see and my response is, “Is that a bat?”. Yes, they are fruit bats and
it’s interesting to see them so out and about during the day. We stop for
photos and then move on looking for a way to get to ocean side and the blue
holes so we can snorkel. We find a culvert we think is close to the dock by the
blue holes and since it is not yet high tide and we can paddle through, we
decide to do so.
On the ocean side, we realize
it is a way to go to the pier and blue hole, but it’s an easy paddle and we
watch some ladies harvesting something from the shallows. In the end, we decide
they were gathering the small black seas cucumbers as there’s not been anything
else we can see that one would eat. We decide to paddle to the sandy area
instead of tying the kayaks to the dock and haul them up on shore tying them to
a tree well above the water. We put on our snorkel gear and head for the small
blue hole. The water is cloudy and warm on the surface from the rain, the tides
coming in, we’re not sure, but a few feet below it is cold and a bit clearer.
We spend quite some time snorkeling the perimeter of the blue hole and head
back to the kayaks as the water has reached them. Pete wants to check out the
FSM Bank across the street and I head down and across the road looking for a
place to portage as our original plan won’t work with the high water now.
We get everything set and
carry the kayaks across the busy road one at a time and then I get in the
mangrove water and Pete lowers the kayaks. Back on course in the mangrove
waters, we head for the Tree Lodge Resort and Bully’s Bar – a part of Mark and
Marie’s establishment. We don’t know the way, but between the two of us, mostly
Pete, we find the main channel and the causeway bridge and paddle along until
we see what must be Bully’s. When we met Maria the day before, she said we
wouldn’t miss it and she was so right. There’s been nothing but a couple of
houses and then suddenly we see a large dock with a boat tethered and kayaks on
the deck, along with tables, chairs and a bar right in the mangroves. Yup,
can’t miss it.
We tie up the kayaks and sit
down at a table for a delicious late lunch/dinner and it is well before 2 pm
when we get our food: fried eggplant appetizer and grilling fish palimos.
Sandwiches with bread made from local taro root flour. It is a wonderful meal
and we have a couple of beers to enjoy the scenery and wash it down before we
decide to walk through the mangroves to the rooms in the main resort which many,
by now, with the high tide seem to be close to being inundated with water. We
slosh through walkways and get to the main office looking again for the owner,
Mark, who we’d met briefly when we arrived. We’d like to go diving with him and
before we head back to the kayaks, he’s there after getting his boat under the
bridge for a sunset cruise. We decide on Saturday morning for a dive and he
names his price, which is steep as Pete has spoiled me with his ‘free’ diving
adventures. But, Mark knows this place and we are excited for the adventure.
We are back at Bully’s and
get into the kayaks still at high tide and head up stream back to Miss Kiss. On
the way we see an arch cutaway through the mangroves and decide to go through
to see where it leads. It is dark, and I expect an alligator to be hiding close
by which is silly as there are none here, but it seems like the bayous of
Louisiana though I’ve never been there. It’s a good explore and we wander our
way back to the open channel and paddle hard against the current as we go back
under the bridge.
We head back to Miss Kiss and
looking for a place to put out to check out the Sharon Inn, I lead us the wrong
way and we circle around to get back the main channel. We find a place on the
other side of the inn that is filled with the high tide waters, tie off and
check out the inn. Kim Albert mentioned it was in business with a restaurant
and when we get there, it is deserted, so we must have misunderstood what he
said as he would pretty much kn9w everything being the official taxi for the
island.
It’s a short distance from
there to Miss Kiss, but the winds kick up as we arrive back home, and it takes
me three tries to line up the kayak so I don’t slam into the side and ruin the
fresh paint job. We climb aboard and Pete has his kayak already up and helps me
unload my gear.
I work on getting a blog set
up as the internet seems to be finally working and we are both thrilled. With
the big late lunch, I don’t need to cook tonight. Pete gets the generator going
so we can power up and we both enjoy a nice fresh water shower, rather than
having to most of our wash up in the salt water with a quick freshwater rinse.
I’m working on my blog and organizing photos. Pete warms the kettle for me
after his shower and it’s great to have fresh warm water. He’s a kind,
thoughtful man and I’m a pretty lucky lady.
After a bit, Pete heads to
bed as he’s still a bit sore from climbing the mast yesterday. I stay up to
work on my writings and getting corresponding photos together and the internet
is not working now, so no blog posts tonight. I had great hopes, but tomorrow
will hopefully bring a well-rested body and brain to try again.
A sunken barge in Lelu Harbor close to our boat
Hard to tell, but there were bunches of fruits bats flying around this island and we enjoyed watching them
Going through the culvert to get to the ocean side and the blue holes
Snorkeling the little blue hole - the water was pretty cloudy
One of Pete's views of the blue hole
And we finally see Bully's with a cold beer and great food waiting. The friend eggplant and fish Panino made with Taro root were delicious
Bully's
The view from our table looking at the mangroves
A cement walkway with colorful recycled glass that cut through the mangroves from Bully's to Pacific Tree Lodge
Who's that?
The Western Union office by Tree Lodge
We found an arch through the mangroves and followed it in to a house
A house in the mangroves
Paddling upstream - as the tide hadn't begun to go out yet - toward the bridge on the way back to Miss Kiss
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