Day one on Pukka Beach brought some unexpected sunshine and a lot of lazing about. We swam and sun tanned and just soaked up the beautiful sights. Garry and I spent as much time frolicking in the water as possible, it was so beautiful. On day two, there were 3 local fisherman who had our attention for ages. At first we watched from afar, but it seemed a LOT of work for very little results so we went in to investigate. The 3 men arrived on a small boat with a net and they would unravel it on land, cast part of it out to sea, and then boat the other end of it out a little further. One guy would dive down with his mask and then slowly they would pull it to shore, sometimes catching a small fish but mostly just collecting coral and rocks. I chatted a bit with them and was brought over to their boat and in a secret compartment, proud as punch, one of the 3 showed me the afternoons' catch. Two little fish. But he seemed pleased with himselfso I was happy for them. We ended up calling it a day before they did so I have no idea how long they went at it for, but those were some patient and dedicated fishermen.
Here are some of the pictures from Pukka Beach.
|In the back of a trike.|
|So unsafe but the drivers daughter was adorable.|
Smoothed out and softened shells and corals.
Catch of the day after hours of work.
Our secret haven for the day, undisturbed.