|Reminy looking east towards Tenia|
|Baie des Moustiques - Pandion|
The island is empty of people, although we were told it is owned by Kanaks who have some holiday houses here. The land is full of goats and horses, which we've had fun following around. Today some hunters turned up in a dingy and shot four goats. They left before I had the chance to take the tender over and ask for some meat. The kids found the bone yard later on. After this weather we might head north and look for some more surf at the next pass.
And just to temper the scene: we are all sick, infected throats and fevers. In the incubus that is Pandion's saloon the bug is methodically moving from one person to the next. No amount of honey, lemon or rum seems to stop it. Based on Budi's experience I have one more day to go. Joy.