Neiafu Harbour, Vava'u, Tonga,waiting for customs clearance.
Time for a sundowner.
Climbing the MastJames
Not quite the conditions when climbing the mast as this post relates.
Farming the Black PearlIsabelle
Inside the Black-Lipped Oyster, the black, slimy part is the lip
15/09/2010, Vava'u, Tonga
When I saw a woman on some travel show swimming with Whales in Tonga in 2005, I knew it was something I wanted to do. In the confusion of wondering what to do after high school, I even remember writing an email to 'Whale Swim Adventures' asking for a job with them doing anything. I was even willing to scrub toilets. I never got a reply.
02/09/2010, Vava'u, Tonga
My heart was thudding in my chest as we treaded water in 150' depth facing the rock-face. Jamie was on my left side and Adelle, a young Australian woman on my left. I looked down and could see the black hole of the cave wiggling beneath the surface of the water. A kind of excitement welled up inside me and my breath shortened. Before I could think too much about the fact that I was diving into a dark cave with no idea how long I would have to hold my breath for before I came to the air pocket inside, we'd dived together into the darkness.