After a week of an almost constant stream of canoes coming out to the boats from the various villages we were anchored near, we were ready for a little break. Our buddy boat Sea Level, with Jim and Kent Milski along with their friend Chuck, was in full agreement that we should sail out in search of a place to explore that was uninhabited. With that in mind we set out in light winds and clear skies heading generally toward the islands that lay on the northern edge of the archipelago. As is our custom, when Sea Level and Endless Summer sail, it's always a race. Sea Level is faster than Endless Summer, but we make them earn it. On this day, we were dropping slowly behind in light winds, when a large squall moved in. We tacked early anticipating a wind shift, and soon were making up distance on Sea Level who was invisible through the heavy rain of the squall. When the squall blew over, we seemingly emerged into another world. The sea was perfectly calm, and shiny like glass. The fluffy tropical clouds floated improbably close to the water, and improbably tall as they seemed out of proportion. We saw a cluster of low islands about 5 miles to the north, and radioed Sea Level suggesting we explore. As we approached the group, we were watching the water for reefs and shallows.