S 17°18.738′
E 178°13.903′

In morning Henk, Maria, and I took the dinghy to go ashore of Nananui-i-Cake island. Joe, still sick preferred to stay on board and rest.

There was a solid looking pier at one end and we went there. We could tie the tender safely and keeping it out of the way should other boats come.

Just at the end of the pier a young fellow came and we understood we can use the trail along the shore. That’s what we wanted to anyhow.

The trail was pretty wide and well maintained. It was also to be seen that horses are using it. Left and right there is almost jungle. On the left side, the shore side there is a broad belt of mangroves growing. They unfortunately blocked the view to our boats. We kept walking and enjoyed the green around us; normally we have a lot blue around us.

Once we stopped, sat down to watch the smaller waves rolling to the shore when we were terribly attacked. While walking there were no attacks at all. But here while sitting. I got my insect repellent out and this helped.

At the end of the island, the trail led to the sandy beach. We looked around trying to identify things on the neighbor islands and headed back. For this we took the trail on the eastern side of islands. It was more open, thus it was bit warmer.
Huge spiders, were sitting in their huge spider webs spanning across the trail. What kind of big insects do they have in their menu?

When we were almost at the end of the trail and were a bit surprised to see quite a big groupe of pigs and sheep being held in a big fencing round a man approached us. He was angry because we walked on private property. We apologized and explained that in all the sailing compendiums the island is described for walking along the trails. Luckily we could calm him down and at the end of conversation he was smiling and we shared hands for saying farewell. As this happened almost at the end of our hike, we soon reached the tender and returned to our boats.

Later afternoon we went to another island west of us. We wanted to have a drink in the resort there. When we arrived at the shore, a young man first helped us to find the pass through the coral reef in front of the sandy beach and to tie up our dingy at a line in the water for tying up small local boats. Second he frustrated us by saying there is no lodge but only private houses. Third he had a solution for getting a drink, by telling us that in the next bay there is a MacDonalds café and we can ask for a drink, and if needed we can refer to him. The man lives and works since very many years in this paradise. It seems he does all kind of jobs for the people having house on the island.

The MacDonalds café has nothing to do with the junk food chain creating lots is garbage around the world.

Along the beach we saw a lot of houses owned by wealthier people. Most likely by foreigners from NZ, Australia, USA, etc.

We got a drink and talked to two American couples who spent time there. One couple spends every year 4 month in this place and the other just was there on a one time visit.

As the sun got lower, we walked the about 2 km back to our tender and returned in the last daylight to our boats.